But he would arrive just slightly after sun rise to this area and find a place to sit, Hearing the birds and the move of moving water felt like a numbing effect was working for him for the moment it was peaceful.
Even to make sure his eyes were not cover in this moment of quiet Regis even took off the helmet just to see evening to not cover it in a shade of darkness sat cross legged on the ground and while the sounds were numbing him, his vision would blur finally as his mind started to process what life events in some manner as he could.
Regis hated these feeling, He felt powerless and it just continued his bitterness and desire for just more power, After all his mind would lets his mind cycle to that evening he changed, he still felt in his hands what he did to kill his wife and daughter. How he scream as well as they did or one of them it was a bit fuzzy was still to him, The pains he felt under that curse, The emotions of backstabbing his own family he was ready to just yell loudly in the woods.
He hated he fought his sister, He hated killing his wife and daughter, he hated having what happen forced upon him with out anything he could do about it, He hated all of it....it left him better it manifested in him in ways he was yet to see.
But to anyone who would find him at this point would just find him sitting on the ground tuned out of reality around him, it was that build up no one would know how to deal with if he were to explode on them.