- min yoongi - 23 years - pirates
- the past, the building blocks of yoongi's background that have known nothing but misfortune and darkness, reflect the equally raven locks that flock upon his pale, absentminded head. greatly shielded from the light, as if curled under lucifer's black wings his entire life. a bastard son he was, knowing no father and living a life that was meant for those only that have wronged dearly in a previous one, but also willing to continue that legacy of eternal turmoil and destruction with a blinding grin of the lips. yoongi took on life challenges with a haughty mind, believing that he could do anything if he really wanted to. never having the need to depend on others, the past was never anything but a solo stage, a quest to search and destroy anything that he and he only pleased. for yoongi, nothing ever came without a price. it was his means of survival, the only way he could stomach his world of poverty on his own. until that was, until his city ran dry of anything his fingers could take. he had no intrest in what it had to offer, and so his voyage began. since fifteen, yoongi's been floating the seas in search of anything to satisfy his unnecessary obsession with survival. his closed eyes leave him unable to empathize with those lives he had mercilessly ran over, laughing instead of leatting the tears spill over his wrong doings. because that's what he is. he is darkness. he is manipulation. he is unattainable. too high up for anyone to bring down. to play with the fire is a dangerous game, for you can either be brought down by the flaming dagger or take it down with you. with the shroud of blackness, you can never come out untainted.