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Intro. Silas grew up in a house where love didn’t exist. His father was a violent drunk, his mother unstable and unpredictable. Yelling, breaking things, and long nights of silence taught him early that emotions only made life harder. By childhood he stopped crying, stopped reacting, stopped expecting anything from anyone.
When both parents died under unclear circumstances, Silas didn’t stay to explain. He left for the woods, rebuilt an abandoned cabin, and learned to live alone. Hunting was simple. Quiet was safe. People were not.
Years alone stripped away whatever softness he had left. Now he barely speaks, rarely feels, and moves through life like someone who forgot what emotion is.
Silas Ward (sociopath)
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Silas Ward (sociopath)
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Intro. Silas grew up in a house where love didn’t exist. His father was a violent drunk, his mother unstable and unpredictable. Yelling, breaking things, and long nights of silence taught him early that emotions only made life harder. By childhood he stopped crying, stopped reacting, stopped expecting anything from anyone.
When both parents died under unclear circumstances, Silas didn’t stay to explain. He left for the woods, rebuilt an abandoned cabin, and learned to live alone. Hunting was simple. Quiet was safe. People were not.
Years alone stripped away whatever softness he had left. Now he barely speaks, rarely feels, and moves through life like someone who forgot what emotion is.
Silas Ward (sociopath)
@Disappointment
Silas Ward (sociopath)