More recently, the train station in Orchidia had become one of Odin's preferred locations in the otherwise dreary town. Most other places lived off the novelty of "look at us, we're a forest town" and that novelty had worn off many months ago for Odin. The church, the train station, and maybe the guild were the only places that didn't use the motif to death, however two of those three places probably wouldn't take too kindly to a dark mage Lich. That simply left the train station, which is why Odin now sat on a bench reading the newspaper. It was quite possibly the first time in his life he had ever picked up one, but he decided he should keep up to date in current events.
Nothing of interest came up in the news, save for a large section dedicated to the demon attacks. Odin hadn't partaken in the attacks, on either side, and they hadn't in any way influenced him, so he paid them no heed. His days of being a demon were far behind him, these days he was a monster. And monsters were expected to act in certain ways.
A sound went off in the station, signalling the arrival of the next train. Odin didn't bother paying attention to where it was heading, as he wasn't planning on getting on. It was coming in at the platform across from where he sat, and already he could see a few people lining up against the edge, eagerly awaiting their train. At the far end, there was one woman, someone Odin barely recognised from his past. Bianca, Joan, or more commonly Brian, the vampire Odin had gotten high with many years ago, back when his life was easy. She had overpowered him, but now she seemed much weaker, sluggish.
Odin had nothing against her, he had enjoyed his time with the girl when they had met, but unfortunately it was for the reason that he picked her. He had to become a monster, both to the people and to himself, and that meant cutting ties with his past life. Before HER, before the Cult. It had to be Bianca, she had to die. Walking up to the platform edge, no one paid him any heed, focussing on the oncoming train and not the incoming Lich. He stopped just behind Bianca, and waited for the train. Part of him had always wanted to see what would happen in this scenario, part of him knew this would destroy his soul. It had to happen.
The train approached, getting closer and closer. It was when it was within a few metres of the two that Odin acted. He had to make sure there would be no time for her to save herself, and no time for anyone else to react, only to witness. He came closer and whispered in her ear, "I do hope you'll forgive me in the next life." A simple push, not much force, but enough to tip her off balance and propel her forward. She would go over the edge, land on the tracks, just as the train would come. The screams of the crowds would be beautiful, and Odin would once again prove to the world why he should be feared.