There was one thing to know about Tristan— he hated rapists— and it was important to never forget that. Tristan lived on the planet of Hertha during a daunting time. Goddess Estella had fallen from the heavens and wound up directly in hell, and her failing caused much chaos.
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The entire Galaxy was in disarray. Pandemonium reaped the world like paint on a canvas. Splattered in the world was a dystopian society. Decades of unwinding went by, and most laws were abandoned.
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There was hardly any police force. Vigilantes were the only thing keeping the world safe— and for the most part, it was not. Tristan Avery James was amongst the most prolific of the least known vigilantes. He was a murder for hire type of fellow, and he would only kill murderers and rapists, but he had some fun with the rapists before he murdered them.
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Tristan had a simple relationship with rapists. Murderers, he just didn't like what they stood for. He wouldn't stop until every rapist in the galaxy was dead, and he could achieve this as well, for he had eternal life, because he was an undying elf.
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Tristan grew up in foster care, where he and his foster brother were raped and molested for years before anyone learned of what happened. Ever since he was old enough to wield weapons, he had wanted to murder rapist. He started with his foster parents.
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Tristan was born after Estella fell from grace, and he grew up with dead parents and only his foster brother's love. "Don't worry," Jack calmed Tristan after his first time being raped, "you get used to it."
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Jack had always been there for the eternally angry Tristan. In a way, he was his stability. But after Jack was murdered when he was only 19-years-old, Tristan became feral. He hardly spoke to anyone, and he was heavily bullied at school. He was a social outcast, and his rage grew within. He was so angry at the world, but above all, he was angry at his foster parents who raped and molested him even more the older he got.
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Tristan was then 17-years-old. He only had a few more months left of school, but he didn't see the point, it's not like he did well in school. So one night, he watched a video on how to change locks, and he locked his parents in their room and burnt the house to the ground. The flames tortured his parents, but he had been through so much more pain than just one fire.
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He left school, never graduated, and was never seen in Lanaheim again. He went off the grid. He may not have been the smartest, but he was resourceful.
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A few years would pass until his next murder. During that time, he became well known by few people, but travelers loved to party with him. The drugs brought red rage. The rage brought fights. And his good looks brought in all the trippy hippy women to his tent.
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He had his sexual liberation for the first time. It marked the first time he chose to have sex, instead of being afraid and against his will. He would drain his pain in many vaginas. He was rough with women. He also treated them as if they meant nothing to him, because they did.
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Tristan loved sex when he chose how it was done. He was passive his entire life and just let himself get molested and raped. But when he chose to have sexual contact, he was in charge. He set up his tent in the hippy village of Renthraw, Boramogard and lived out the remainder of his childhood. He was just a meek little murderer with an agenda to end as many rapists' lives as possible.
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He was on the verge of adulthood. He had the appearance of an adult. He had a baby smooth face, because he often shaved, but he looked like an adult physically, and the hippies didn't care. They accepted him as the traveler they needed in their lives.
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He was charismatic beyond belief, despite being a rape victim. He had this witty charm about him. The hippies really took to him, and they offered him food.
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One positive about Mark Allan, his foster dad, was that he loved to hunt, and he would often take Jack and Tristan on hunting trips, so Tristan knew exactly how to procure meat and forage. He lived off the land for a few months until he found his safe haven in Renthraw, which was by no accident.
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Tristan heard of the place when he was in school, and it sounded exactly like the place he would like to be. It took him a few months to get there, because he had no identification to use the teleportation pods, but travel within the planet of Hertha was ridiculously cheap. And he's saved up a good bit of money from gambling with his friends.
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A bad boy at heart, how would he fit in with the near-perfect society of hippies? He would corrupt many of them and dismantle their way of living, but time was needed to truly get what he wanted. He wanted the most beautiful woman in all of Renthraw. He wanted Elise Perry.
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He knew if he had her, he would be happy, or at least he thought. She was this dazzling woman. She had the perfectly toned body, the deep red hair, the cute little dimples. She was gorgeous. She was the woman of Tristan's dreams, but she was married to a dead beat man, and she was very faithful to him.
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The man she was married to, Pollack, was handsome, even more naturally handsome than even Tristan, but he was filthy and vile. He disrupted the hippy society with his toxicity, but Elise was madly in love with him. She was one of the types who liked to be treated like trash, and that's exactly what Pollack offered.
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Tristan wanted to disrupt their relationship. Elise was only about a year older than Tristan, but she had been coveted by Pollack since she was 13. And he married her the day she became an adult. Pollack was in his late thirties if Tristan had to guess, so older men were something Elise was fond of. He would have his work cut out if she was to be his.
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In the city of Renthraw, there was very little police presence, so crime could easily flow. In fact, the police were rarely in town on patrol. Tristan would use this to his advantage. He was planning on murdering Pollack, but the hippy system highly discouraged negative behavior, so he would have to do it in private, which Pollack was always with a woman, and usually not Elise. He often cheated on her, but Elise always forgave him. She lived a jaded life.
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It was a late afternoon, and many people were gathered around a campfire. Elise was there, so Tristan approached her for the first time. Up until then, he only knew her by name and face. He didn't really know her, but he'd heard a lot about her by asking people he knew questions about her.
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Pollack wasn't there. He was draining his nuts in a traveler who didn't know he was married. He really spent such little time with the woman he coveted ever since she reached physical maturation.
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Elise was clearly upset, but she hid it with a fake smile. She wasn't the type to create arguments, and she dealt with quite a bit, because she thought Pollack loved her. He was her first and only sexual encounter. And while Pollack was a terrible person, he was really good in bed due to his frequent exploitations. Elise thought it was love, but the only reason Pollack was with her was because she was the fairest in all of Renthraw.
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While Elise was gorgeous, she had a sincere plainness to her. She was a simple woman, and Tristan was a simple boy. He wanted nothing more than to make her his. He knew he would never hurt her, but Pollack posed a serious threat. Yet, Tristan couldn't bring himself to murdering him. He didn't feel his actions truly merited death, but Tristan was looking for an excuse to murder Pollack, and he would try his damnest to find it.
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Tristan had a code. To this point, he only killed rapists, but he would eventually expand to murderers, child abusers, and sex traffickers. He wanted to cleanse the world from the scum that washed over in the wake of Estella's fall.
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He approached Elise at the end of the night after he was adequately inebriated enough to muster up the courage. He was very drunk, and Elise hadn't even had a drink, but she was high on different drugs.
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"You're Elise, right?" He hiccuped.
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"And you're the casual traveler who sets up camp just outside of town," she replied.
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"So you've noticed me?" He smiled.
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"A lot of people come and go," she admitted. "But most of them stay in our hotels. We're basically a party city. People come here to escape."
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"So why do you stay?" Tristan asked.
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"My husband is here," she said with sadness in her voice.
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"I've heard all about Pollack," he burped.
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"What have you heard?" She asked.
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"You don't want to know."
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"Tell me," she commanded as she lightly grasped his arm.
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"Heard he cheats on you," Tristan said.
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"I am certain he does," she started, "but he means well."
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"Heard he hits you," he said.
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"He has to keep me in line," she denied the severity of the transgressions.
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"What do you want, Elise?" Tristan asked as she removed her hand.
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"To make him happy," she jerked.
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"Where does that leave your happiness?"
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"Doesn't matter," she said as she turned away to hide her bruises.
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"He shouldn't hit you," Tristan said, "you're in denial. I was in denial for a long time, too, then my brother died."
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"I'm sorry," she deflected. "I need to go. Pollack will be angry if I'm not there to please him at sunrise."
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"Wait..." he meekly said, but it was too late. She had already left. Then he vomited all over the ground, and a few hippy chicks came over to check on him. He would enjoy their company for a while, then go back to his tent to sleep for a few hours. The entire time, he was thinking about how desperately attached to Pollack Elise was, and he wanted better for her. He wanted her to live a good life, but she would never have that with Pollack around.
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The next morning, Tristan was stealing some fruit from the market, and he saw Pollack with a grizzly look on his face. He was stalking another teenaged girl. He had this menacing look on his face, so Tristan followed him while he ate fruit. Pollack had no clue he even existed, so he had that in his favor. He would never expect a thing.
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Tristan watched as he followed the girl down an alley. Nothing good ever happened in alleys. Tristan poked his head around the corner where he could see Pollack harassing the girl, but nothing sexual yet, but he was anticipating it.
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The girl saved Pollack's life by kicking him in the balls and running away. Should he have raped her, Tristan would have his hunting knife around his throat and kill him, but he still didn't have motive enough to kill Pollack.
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Years would go by of many almost moments, then one day, Elise came to the campfire with two black eyes. Pollack was there and mocked her, "what do you tell a whore with two black eyes?" He shouted.
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Everyone just ignored him. No one really liked him. But he pressed the joke, "nothing," he yelled as he squeezed Elise's face, "you've already told her twice," he laughed as he pushed her away.
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Tristan wanted to approach Elise, but he couldn't ruin his cover with Pollack. He needed to keep his distance from him. But as the night progressed, Pollack found his way home with a traveler woman, because he thought Elise looked ugly. He very publicly told Elise not to come home that night right before he left. "You better not, bitch, or I'll cut you again," he said as she winced. It was clear she feared him.
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After Pollack was gone, Tristan approached Elise, "remember me?" He asked wondering if she remembered their conversation years before.
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"After all this time," she said, "you're still here! It's nice to hear a friendly voice."
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"You gotta leave him," Tristan boldly stated.
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"I'm pregnant with his child. No other man would want to raise a child that isn't their own," she fussed.
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"I would," Tristan calmly sighed, "they are part of you. Have you ever heard my story?"
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"No, most of us don't really know you, but we know you steal food from us," she admitted in a casual laugh.
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"I'm that bad of a thief, huh?" He smiled.
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"If you ask, we will give you food. Money is no good in Renthraw. Tourism is the only reason we have money. If your toilet is clogged, call a plumber and have it worked on for free. It's that way for everything. Just ask! You don't have to live in a tent. Do you want me to see if I can get you a room somewhere? I'd let you stay at my house, but..."
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"But Pollack doesn't allow men to stay there," he interrupted.
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"Exactly," she said, "he thinks I will cheat on him."
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"Would you?"
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"Do you know what he would do to me if I cheated? These black eyes are because there was a fly in the house."
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"Why do you stay with him?" Tristan asked.
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"I'm afraid at this point," she admitted. "He gets so angry at everything."
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"Has he ever raped you?" He asked.
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"He is my husband!" She exclaimed.
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"That doesn't mean he didn't rape you," Tristan urged.
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"He takes me when he pleases, regardless of whether I want to or not, but I am his property now, so I don't think of it as rape."
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"He rapes you!" He said firmly.
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"I am his property. It's not rape," she denied.
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Tristan had more than enough information to do what he wanted for a long time. The next time he saw Pollack, he would end his life. The next day, he saw Pollack stalking a young girl. She couldn't have been older than ten, but Pollack often took whatever he fancied.
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He cornered her in an alley and grabbed her. Tristan stealthily snuck up behind him and slit his throat as he ripped the girl's shirt off. He turned around to see his attacker, and he sputtered while spewing blood, "I knew you were trouble." Pollack quickly bled out, and the girl thanked him.
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"You can never tell anyone of this," Tristan said, fearing Elise would learn who killed her husband, despite the fact he treated her so poorly, she loved him.
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The girl just shook her head and gathered her ripped shirt. She didn't have to get raped to know she was helped out of a tight spot, but the girl would gossip and share her story. In the small town of Renthraw, everyone would know who killed the parasite.
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Many were thankful for what Tristan did— claiming life was more peaceful without Pollack— but Elise would slap him next time she saw him, and she packed her bags and left town that night. Nothing was drawing her to the city anymore, and she felt betrayed by Tristan, so she would leave and try to find a father for her child.
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Conversely, Tristan wouldn't leave. He liked the city. It brought him peace, but he grew tired of sleeping on the ground in his tent. He went to the campfire that night, the first campfire without Elise, and he made enough connections to get a free room in a hotel. He felt very grateful, but he already missed Elise.
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He loved her, despite only talking to her twice, but she could never forgive him. Elise would probably be back, he thought. Her entire family lived there, so he would wait for his opportunity to see her again. In the mean time, he would rid the city of all of the pests within its boundaries. By the end of the year, Renthraw was one of the safest cities in the world.
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Five years passed, and Elise returned to the bonfire with a man. He was wealthy by the look of his clothes— all designer. He was much older than Elise as well, but he seemed like a good man.
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Tristan loved Elise so much he wouldn't even approach her. He caught glares from her direction, but it was clear she hadn't yet forgiven him, but Elise looked unhappy. Something was up. She had seemingly everything. She had a wealthy man to help her raise her child. And he wasn't abusive in any way. Why was Elise upset?
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Elise approached Tristan with a fake smile. He felt as if she was forever away on the other side of the fire. She left her boy with her husband and approached Tristan.
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"You look well," he said to her softly.
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"I do not feel well," she replied as she kissed him.
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He was shocked, "what are you doing?"
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"He won't care. He likes to watch other men fuck me. He is a cuckold. I have never even seen his manhood. It's awful. I want a man who will take me. That's what I loved about Pollack. He understood my sexual need to be dominated in every way. I wear the pants in our relationship. I hate it."
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"You say as you're wearing Gliche shoes and have a Drogue handbag," Tristan jealously spat.
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"Don't you want to be with me?" She asked.
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"Not like this," Tristan reluctantly admitted.
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"He will suck your cock if I command him to. What do you want from me?" Elise shook him. "I know you killed Pollack because of your love for me. I see that now. Please," she begged, "please, please me! I haven't had an orgasm in five years."
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"What makes you think I'd give you one?" He laughed.
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"I've heard other women talk about how good you are in bed. I know you could satisfy me. Please," she begged once more as she dropped her bag and revealed her shoulders from behind her hair.
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"I thought you hated me."
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"This has nothing to do with hate or love. If you love me, you will please me like the animal you have been claimed to be," Elise added.
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"I really don't want a man sucking my cock," Tristan blushed.
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"Take me here," she said as she slid off her panties.
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"In front of children?" He asked as his cock stiffened.
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"You're right," she said, "in the alley!" She excitedly said. Then she grabbed her panties from around her legs and handed them to her husband, looked back seductively, then made her way to the closest alley.
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Tristan was excited, but he didn't follow her. He couldn't follow her if he wished for something long term. He didn't want to just be a fuck. And his lack of compliance made Elise want him even more.
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By this time, five years later, Tristan was in a relationship with the lord. He wanted to feel holy, but he was tempted by many women, and he failed to wait until marriage many times. In fact, he would fail that night with a different woman. Seeing Elise brought back many memories to his mind, and he was desperately horny because of her need to be pleased, but he knew he couldn't do it that way.
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