Username: Hinoka
Name: Kora
Personality: “If our eyes could be fooled by an illusion, then why do we trust them anyways?” One could easily guess that Kora doesn't trust his senses anymore. He is extremely doubtful and cautious, and he would never ask someone for a favor even if his life depended on it. Kora can also be seen as emotionless, but perhaps it is because Kora had spent his life’s work on to removing his emotions completely.The once eccentric kalon had mysteriously evolved into someone who is rather secretive, paranoid, and sleepless. Outsiders would view him as mysterious and cold, but inside, Kora is just another kalon who is doubtful of happiness.
What's their worst childhood memory?
Water. Water was what Kora feared the most. Or perhaps, he was afraid of drowning. He was afraid of the pain and desperation that came to his senses as he was pushed into the village well. He had trusted his senses that time- he had always trusted his senses- but this time, not even his senses could save him. Kora’s playful sixteen year old nature got the best of him when his Kane asked him to walk along the edge of the well with him. He was hopelessly in love with Kane, and so he hesitantly obeyed to his friend’s desires. Kora took a weary step and pushed his weight against the old cobblestone wall, his hand gently laced with the boy’s hand. The brim of the well was a huge opening, big enough to swallow the both of them whole. The inside of the well seemed endless; muddy black water pooled at the ends of the well. Kora flashed him a playful grin before giving Kane a quick kiss on the cheek. Even though Kora was notoriously known as the village daredevil, he did have a secret weakness. A weakness that only Kane knew about. Kora made sure no one knew about his fear of water, but he found himself telling everything to Kane.
The last Kora heard before he plunged headfirst into the muddy water was “see, I told you we'll be fine.” His friend had lost his footing, and he desperately shoved Kora away from the well as he sacrificed himself to the unforgiving pit. Kora momentarily stumbled away from the opening, and he would’ve been safe if the stone under him hadn't crumbled. It seemed like forever before Kora’s back suddenly made contact with the dirty water. The water grabbed on to him and pulled him deeper... Deeper... Deeper until the blackness slipped in between his nostrils and made his way into his longs. Deeper until Kora saw nothing but blackness. Until he felt nothing but nothingness.
“We had one hell of a time pulling that kid out of there, let me tell you. That well is deep enough to swallow this whole village. I don't understand how he's still alive.”
Kora opened his eyes and suddenly sat up, spitting cold water out of his mouth. He looked up to see villagers standing in a circle around him. Some started to murmur in surprise upon seeing Kora’s wakening. A man approached him and offered him a towel. Kora was about to ask the man what had happened. Why the whole village was gathered around him and why he was soaked in water-
Oh.
“Where....Where is Kane?”
None of the villagers dared to answer him.
In years and years, Kora had waited for some kind of sign. He waited for Kane’s to confront him, to end things with a peaceful closure. But none of that came. There was no God to help him or his village. Kora had every reason to object to Kane’s fateful offer, but his senses told him otherwise. He should've pulled Kane away and kissed him longer. To ask if they could go on a walk instead and watch the sunset. But it was too late to change things now, the god of fate was rather unfeeling also. None of Kora’s desperate cries were heard. He was alone, and it was all his fault. Soon enough, Kora succumbed to his sadness; and just like Kane, the old Kora was also dead.
Poem
The gods had answered me when I didn't want an answer.
They protected me from the unforgiving depths.
But now, they do not answer.
They do not answer,
when I ask to see the ivory boy again. (What use do eyes do if I
can no longer see him)
they do not answer when I beg them to save him instead.
Why?
The gods are rather strange and unforgiving.
And this, this is the price I pay.