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ㅤABOUTㅤ Wonsik couldn't remember much of his life before he became a familiar. He couldn't tell you anything about what he ate one week, or killed the next. He just remembers being under the care of a dark witch, learning the ways of becoming human akin to others of his kind. He loved the way his witch felt, soothing the urges to cut down anyone that looked his way, it felt like constant fire under his skin - begging to tear down the first enemy he saw. But he kept him calm, until one night... he didn't. That night, in his jaguar form, he tore him apart.He just remembers the aftermath, soaked in blood in his human form. Staring at his witch's corpse. He could hardly remember what happened, or what caused it. He could remember his screams, though. Even today... the sound of his witch's melodic voice screaming haunts him. His witch's name... what was it? He couldn't remember.
Eventually, he ran off to find his place somewhere else. Anywhere. He didn't want to be reminded of what he had done to him. Deep down, Wonsik loved him. The way he pet him, soothed him made him want to be a better Nagual than what he was.Years later, Wonsik would find his place amongst many different establishments as a bodyguard or a bouncer, in an attempt to make up for what he had did to him. He begged for his forgiveness every night he stood there, ready to let in some random patron for the night.He would go under the name Wonsik Kim, to build an identity for himself to hide what he had done. He wanted to be the best Nagual he could be, what his witch wanted him to be. To this day, the guilt runs through him like poison in his veins. But he hides it with a sly and humorous, almost mocking mask. Like he's seeing through everything that you are, laughing at every minute of it. But deep down, he's rotting from the inside.

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