Thread:Dawndragon1828/@comment-34012245-20191115174619/@comment-34147452-20191210211711

"Nonnonono, that not what I meant!" He exclaimed in horror. "My mind and body is still twenty two," he restated, "But I met Mockingjay when I was 22."

"I killed Matthias, ''when I was 22, but the time inbetween from then and the murder, Micah. Years." He ran a hand through his hair. "When I met MJ, She met Matthias. It took a year for them to fall in love. Two before marriage. They had two children, and 10 years later, I killed her husband!" He let out a distressed cry.

"Phoebe was Ten! Ten, Micah, Ten!." His voice cracked, "And in between those years, I had other assignments...." he trailed.

Damian went silent, his face contorted in confusion and pain. "The worst part? My memories are so, so, blurry. All jumbled together, yet I can remember the specific dates. So many things happened in those years, but my mind dismissed them like I was blackout drunk the entire time."