Brent Brennan: smirking, holding a dusty book Found something in this hellhole. Might explain why we’re all screwed up.
Oh? Please do share, dear brother!
throws the book on the table It's our family's dark history, Radiant_Flame. A legacy of secrets and betrayals.
Really? That’s quite… interesting.
leans in closer, his eyes cold Interesting doesn't even begin to cover it. Our ancestors were twisted bastards, Radiant_Flame.
raises an eyebrow How twisted are we talking here?
leans back, smirking Oh, you wouldn't believe it. They were obsessed with power, control, and leaving a goddamn mess behind them.
chuckles Sounds like a fun family history to unravel. So, what's the plan, big brother?
leans forward, his voice low and dangerous The plan is simple, Radiant_Flame. We're going to dig up their skeletons and expose them for the world to see.
laughs That sounds thrilling. But what's the point of all this, Brent?
smirks, leaning back in his chair The point, Radiant_Flame, is to reclaim our family's legacy. To expose the truth and tear down the dynasty we've been cursed with.
nods I'm in. Let's shake things up a bit.
stands up, determination in his eyes Good. Then let's start by finding every piece of information we can on our ancestors.
Smirks Alright, Brent. Let the chaos begin.
starts searching through the library's archives, flipping through old books and documents We start by uncovering their secrets, Radiant_Flame.
Leaning back, watching Brent And how do we do that, oh wise one?
pulls out a laptop and starts typing furiously We'll need to gather as much information as possible. Names, dates, transactions... everything.
Chuckles I always liked your style, Brent. Let's get this shitstorm rolling.
glances at Radiant_Flame with a devilish grin Buckle up, little sibling. This is gonna be one hell of a ride.
Laughs Hell yeah, it is! Let's blow this thing wide open.
continues researching, his fingers flying across the keyboard We'll start with our immediate family. Let's find out everything we can about them.
Grins Alright, Brent. Let's dive deep.
narrows his eyes, focused on the screen Okay, let's see what we can find on our parents. Birth certificates, marriage records, the works.
Leans closer And what's the first lead, oh mighty prince of darkness?
pauses, then grins Our father, James Brennan. Let's see what kind of skeletons he's hiding in his closet.
Smirks Give 'em hell, Brent.
continues searching, his brows furrowing in concentration Alright, Radiant_Flame, it looks like our father has some dirty secrets.
Chuckles Well, don't we all? What's the next step, Brent?
pauses, a mischievous smile spreading across his face Next, we need to dig up dirt on our mother, Isabella O'Connor. Let's find out what she was hiding.
Grins Two birds, one stone. My kinda party.
starts searching through old photographs and documents, his eyes scanning every detail We need to find any connections between our parents and their peers.
Smirks Secret affairs and hidden children, eh? This is getting juicier by the second.
triumphantly slams a folder on the table Bingo!
Leans in, smirking Show me that shit, Brent.
opens the folder, revealing photographs and documents of our parents' secret affairs Behold, Radiant_Flame, the skeletons in our closet.
Chuckles darkly Holy fuck, Brent. Look at all this drama. They were quite the fuck-ups, weren't they?
leans back in his chair, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes Quite the fuck-ups indeed. But now it's our turn to write the story, Radiant_Flame.
Smirks And what's our story, Brent?
leans forward, his voice filled with determination Our story is one of revenge, Radiant_Flame.
Chuckles Revenge, huh? Count me in, Brent.
stands up, a fire burning in his eyes First, we need to gather as many allies as possible. People who have suffered under their reign.