[ TRIGGER WARNING: UAL ASSAULT AND DEATH! ]

Crimson liquid soaked into his fingertips, bathing his hands in the sins of his wrath.  Adrenaline coursed through the adolescent's veins as his vision began to normalize, and the otherwise dark metaphorical blindfold dissipated. At his feet were numerous bodies of fully grown men, and each had their throats ripped apart, seemingly by a rabid animal; however, even to the most clueless of individuals, it was clear that Hoseok had been their assailant. Off to the side, strained exhales left a woman. Rushing to her side, Hoseok placed his hands over the gushing wound on her neck, desperately trying to stop the hemmoraging to no avail. "Don't forget me, baby." She muttered, voice faltering at the end of the sentence as her irises shifted to become morose--touched by death. 

As her final breath fell from her brims, the adolescent threw his head back, a steady stream of tears falling from his eyes as he released a pained outcry, screaming out in agony towards the sky--towards whatever omniscents beings resided within the sky for them allowing this to take place without any form of divine intervention. He and his mother had been attacked by this group of men, and his mother was violated, and her inability to submit forced them to mortally wound her. After that moment, the adolescent's memory failed him. There is no recollection of what happened. It was as though someone had thrown a black veil over his eyes. As he continued grieving, a sudden beam of light surrounded him, baptizing him in a rays of bright sunlight. An ethereal image of a sword manifested itself above his head, and the sound of clicking approached him from behind. A young woman in a pair of ebony heels approached him with an arm outstretched towards him. "I've called the authorities to deal with all of this..." She began. "We should get going before they find you covered in all this blood. Let's go get you cleaned up."

His memory of the following days were hazy, and it felt like a fever dream. The young lady that saved him from the authorities was what she referred to as a "satyr." It was a bit jarring discovering that he was a demigod, even more so that he was the son of Ares--which, in retrospect, could explain the murderous rampage. Regardless, as there was nothing for him to return home to, a camp for demigods became his home. With no siblings, the campers became his family, mainly the descendants of Ares as they were technically his half siblings. Though there was little that motivated him now, he focused on his newfound abilities, and he created a new purpose for himself: protect those he cared for, as he could not save his mother in the past. Though he was weak then, he wouldn't let anything else happen to those who held close to his heart. 

upon reaching adulthood, hoseok's interests took a darker turn, and though he loved his home, it was not conducive to an experimental environment. that's when he discovered club matoki, a place where he could freely explore his urges and channel his innate rage into a worthy cause. he works part time as a bouncer, using his strength and battle prowess to throw out unruly customers, while also performing as a dancer for those with exquisite taste in men.