Ash “Eden” Delgado

Ash “Eden” Delgado

“You’re not a bad guy. I don’t want to turn you into a bad guy. You’re just… unfortunate.” - Salem Brodsky

Relatives	Mateo y Sofia Delgado (Parents) Diego Delgado (Grandfather)
Languages	English
Aliases	Eden
Marital Status	Dating Yuzuki Mori Formerly dated The Woman Who Tried, The Bloody Lady, The Magic Man, and the Odd One
Place of Birth	Trujillo, Queru
Species	Garou (Galliard)
Gender	Unsure
Height	6'2"
Eye Color	Hazel

Ash “Eden” Delgado is a player character in Chains of Rage, played by Manu. Ash's life, for lack of a better term, is complicated. Complicated financial situation, complicated immigration status, complicated love life, complicated ex-partners... it has left our poor Galliard in a bit of a bad way. Now, come! Let's dive into this painfully sorry story.

Physical Appearance

Our little wolf here is a handsome sort, and boy, does he know it. Standing tall at six-foot-two with truly Gaia-given genetics, his physique appears to be in excellent condition and his face is no different. Precise jaw, medium length hair that falls just perfectly... you'd have to be blind not to see the appeal!

Personality

Who are you asking about? Ash or Eden?

This Story Is True, In A Sense

Gather round, children! Let me tell you a tale. One of few triumphs and many failures. This is the story of how our little flame turned to ash.

As a boy, the torch was passed from country to country. With it, our little flame danced along through the borders. But what's this? The country they traveled to didn't much like this torch's carriers! And about... six years or so later, they got rid of them! The carriers of course. The torch stayed, and with it, our flame. The torch was passed again. First, to a homeless shelter. But it burned too bright, and they couldn't cultivate the flame! A homeless shelter's role isn't to raise a fire, after all. What were they to do? They had no caretakers for our flame, no wood to feed it. And so it was passed again, to a woman who tried. She gave it a home, albeit a brief one. But her mother, oh no! She was quite against that! "A flame in my house? It will burn everything!" The little flame tried to help around the home, but the mother was right. Everything our flame tried to help burned to a crisp, so the woman stopped trying and left it behind. We'll come back to her, this woman. She takes on quite a journey of her own! The torch lit a fire when it was tossed away, igniting a garden filled with apples and sin. The flame picked up an apple and took a bite, before finding two more to join him in his arson.

The flame grows and grows, and people begin to worship it. It gains love and adoration from all sorts. A beautiful man, filled with magic. A young woman with a taste for blood. And... an odd sort. All drawn to the bonfire! The panache! THE CONFIDENCE! THAT IS TRIUMPH! So the fire sang, and it screamed, begging for more to listen. And yet... no new faces came. Only the torch. Our little flame. One that only the odd one truly saw behind the arson, if only for a moment. The odd one had their own problems, not fit to take care of our little flame. Their problems were one of chains, ones the odd one could not break. When the flame tried to burn the chains, it only scarred the odd one's wrists. There was never hope for the flame. Neither the bloody lady that disappeared, nor the magic man who intended to leave. And so, when the flame burned too bright inside... it consumed someone it shouldn't have. And the torch extinguishes. The little flame goes out. The roaring fire dies. All that remains is Ash.

Sins

Let's hear it from him, shall we?

The First Sin

“She's cheating on you.” Lars, the only real voice of reason in my life and our drummer, said that to me while we were packing up from a gig. “I don't give a fuck how many times she cleans the place, or that you've got a bed. You move in with me, I got a couch for you.”

“I don't wanna talk about this shit right now, man. They ain't like that.” But it's hard to deny. What kind of guy just shows up and picks up another guy's partner in front of him? And she's just… okay with it? She came tonight, but he came with her. No fucking clue why.

“You didn't hear yourself tonight. You were off.” Mike, our bassist who almost never says anything, decides to chime in about this of all things.

“I told you. I don't wanna fucking talk about it.” We finish packing up the venue, sneak out all our shit so the cops don't see us, and go our separate ways. I can't go back to Salem’s, though. I don't wanna think about it, but my head keeps coming back to it. And, just like that, I'm back at the warehouse. Used to smoke cigs with Alexa out the front of this place. I wonder what she's up to. Probably better than the situation I'm in. Low bar, though. Anything's better than this. Oh! And would you look at that? A pig approaches to tell me to fuck off! Greeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaat…

“Can I ask what you're doing out here so late at night, sir?” His fuckin’ flashlight is in my eyes. Hurts my head.

“I sleep here sometimes. Don't got a place right now. Hard times ‘n shit. Can you cool it with the flashlight?” “Look, sir… I hate to be the guy to do this to you, but you're trespassing right now. Either you can leave and find somewhere else to sleep, or I can take you down to the station.” Because a bad night just had to get worse. I shove my way past him. Benches used to be comfy until they started putting that bar in the middle on some “make the streets pretty” shit. We're in Clearbrook, nothing's pretty here. Can't go anywhere else though. Hey, is that… oh, shit! It's the same cop, just in his car! Wait, why's he pulling over? He's not- “Sir, I'm sorry to do this, but-”

Nope. Absolutely. Fucking. NOT.

I don't really remember what happened after that. Just that I was covered in blood. The cop was back in the front seat. His car crashed into a nearby rail. His throat was… gone. And there was a faint taste of iron in my mouth.

Notes App

TW: Repeated mentions of attempted suicide

im a monster...

TW: Suicidal thoughts

im a monster. theres no other explanation. that guy was trying to help. how the fuck did i change into that thing? i saw it in a lake. ive been in the woods for a few days. hunting a little. salem keeps calling. she cant know about this. it would make it worse. i cant go back to queru. i cant see my parents. i cant kill them too. its better this way. im a monster. if i die i cant hurt anyone else.

The Second Sin "first try didnt..."

TW: Attempted suicide

first try didnt work. idk how. i thought cutting myself open would do it, but it just closed. stabbed myself 3 times. none of them worked. gonna see if that gun is still in the warehouse. might be loaded. ill try again tomorrow.

The Third Sin "how the FUCK..."

TW: Attempted suicide

how the FUCK did i survive that? 4 bullets. all that was left in the gun. and im alive. fucking somehow. it hurt, but im alive. salem left a voicemail this time. i havent listened to it. im not going to. trying hanging next. maybe thatll do it.

Endless Sinning "nothing is working..."

TW: Attempted suicide

nothing is working. NOTHING. tried a bunch of different ways today. hanging, cutting, some pills i found. nothing. fucking. works.

Prayer "god, why did..."

god, why did you make me invincible? is it to see me suffer? so i cant run away from what i did? i killed someone. they thought an animal did it, but it was me. im a monster and i cant die. i keep trying and trying and trying so i can atone. so i cant hurt more people. why did you make me this way? why did you make me a monster? what did i do to be put in hell while im still alive? do you just like watching me suffer?

Salvation "heard something today..."

heard something today. sounded like a howl. im gonna follow it. i think i have to.

Relapse "im gonna try..."

TW: Attempted suicide

im gonna try it again. the gun that didnt work the first time. now i know why. no silver. thank you, god. i know i can die now. i know im useless now. i see everything now. when it matters, i cant do anything. im a liability. i couldnt fight for her. i couldnt save her. its all pointless and now i can die. thank you, gaia. ive seen enough. please let me die.