Eindride

"Eindride, forget the past, it only clouds the future." Eindride Litera was born on the outskirts of the Holy Orenian Empire. He was the only child of Sylvia Litera and Murdoc Litera. Her mother was a merchant who sells flowers on a daily basis and his father was a soldier in the Imperial Army. He has jet-black hair and a pair of amber eyes He is 5'11" and a fairly built body. He loves wearing the scarf that her mother gave. He hates being all alone. Whenever his Mom leaves him alons, he starts to bursts into tears. Eindride has problems conveying his emotions so he uses Floriography or the language of flowers to communicate his feelings towards someone. Sometimes, when Eindride is interacting with someone, the latter gets the wrong idea on why he gives flowers before they talk especially if it's a girl. He got this idea when his mother was arranging flowers. "Mother, why do you pick certain flowers for a bouquet?" he said while her mother was arranging flowers. "Usually, flowers have their own meaning and it can be used as communication.", she replied. "And here I thought that giving out flowers to someone means you have an ulterior motive?" "Oh my sweet child, you have yet to learn the world of flowers. Let's give you an example.", giggling while she hugs her son. His mother picked a flower, which is yellow in color. She explained this flower represents Adoration and Dedication. Next up is, she picked another one, it is a rose. She told Eindride that this flower represents love. and she gave it to him. "Son, this is what I feel when I see you. Both I and your father love you. You are truly a blessing from GOD.", She expresses while giving the flowers to Eindride. "Mother, thank you and I feel the same way. Thank you for taking care of me.", He replied while holding the stem of each flower firmly. Eindride lived peacefully, working out with his father when he has spare time and helping her mother in delivering flowers to clients. He promised one day to his Dad that he wants to be a Landsknecht soldier. To his father's surprise, he replied with a sad tone. "Ein, being a soldier is not easy and you'll give it all to the Empire. Are you up to it when the day comes?" Eindride replies, "Father, I want to protect the family and the Empire. I want us to have a good life when you two get old." "If my son wishes it, I'll respect it.", giving Eindride a pat on the back while replying. Years passed and Eindride grew. Eindride is currently learning how to wield a sword. His father made him a wooden one. Constantly swinging and flailing the sword around, he caught his father's attention. "An ungraceful swing, Ein. Come over here. You need to learn that you'll be using the sword and it will cut for you. Not the other way around." His father sternly corrects his posture and instructs him how to swing properly. "Father, whenever I swing the sword, I imagine what the others would feel.." Eindride painfully replied to his father. "Look here, Ein. For us to be able to protect our Empire, we need to be ready to defend ourselves. All battles are not won by diplomacy. Words lie. Swords speak truth." His father replies confidently. "Swords speaks truth... Is there a sword that lies?" Eindride added. "No, son. There isn't. Now, let me see how you handle your sword now. By the way, handling a real sword is different from the one you have now." His father replied. "Thanks for the heads-up father." Ein replied while swinging his sword constantly. "Son, I have something to give you." His father hands a letter. "Father, what is this for?" Ein replied. "Open it once we are gone." His father leaves. ".... What do I do when they're gone?" Eindride ponders to the sky. Wondering if that promise of his will be true. The next day, Eindride gets out of his room and his parents are currently sitting on their dining table. Facing the wall. Unable to be their front. "Father, mother, I decided that I will serve the empire for our own gain. I want us to have a peaceful life." ".......", Both of them didn't respond. "Father, mother. I'm sorry I have to leave you for a while to join the army. To hone my skills and learn things that they do. I'll be back alright?" He grumbly replies while trying to hold back his tears. "......", No response. "Father?" As Eindride tries to reach his father, both of the bodies dropped dead. A letter flutters to the ground. Eindride tried to reach the letter but he was unable to do so due to shock. The letter is branded with a black rose. Eindride knew that roses are love for floriography but this time, he isn't feeling love. All he feels was grief and anger. He reads the letter. "Muster up strength. Get the courage. Feel the anger. Throw it all on me. Take revenge. After that, find me in Oren." Eindride couldn't let any emotions all for himself. He was flailing, crying, thrashing around the house. Grief, because of the murder of his parents. Anger, towards the murderer. Loneliness, the greatest of his fears, for he is the only one left in the family. All of this are mixed up on Ein's mind. Constantly taking over until he calmed down. After that, Eindride crumpled the letter and viciously heads out to join the military. What lies ahead of Ein will continue in his journey.