Sort of... it's hard to explain. I grew up in an orphanage where basically all the kids were... awful to each other and the madam running the place was just as bad and encouraged it. I ended up being called "Akuma" because I was especially nasty.

... Then I ended up being used by my Dueling manager to try and end the world, which I wanted. At the time. Because I was. Bitter.

After that I kind of became homeless until Mom decided to drag me to her home one night, even though I didn't want it.

I... hate feeling powerless and useless. I. Don't want to be worthless or a mess again.

I have a lot of anger and resentment and general hatred towards the world. You. Everyone. I've. Gotten better but there's still a lot deep down.