Robin Bills

Born: January 18th, 1976
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Eyes: Blue

Magnitas (Envy)

With three of the Boy’s Seven behind bars,

The Lost One was in euphoria and seeing stars.

His soldiers of fortune allowed him the advantage

to take the fight to Light even better than he planned

and proceeded to organize a blitz on the remains

of the Hopeful Children. He told Robin to stay

play jailer to the captured swans shacked in a cell

comprised of a dilapidated store on the corner of a hell

better known as the district that time forgot by the old

who lived their whole life in a town that’s now sold

out its community to the will of the Anti-Matter

and his Deadly Seven. Robin watched on at his prey

in frustration of a life born into addiction and rape.

Forcing tears away at the memory of a sister

who was raped and used drugs to cover blisters

of emotional abandon and stunted self-esteem,

Robin wondered what kind of force denies the dream

of a young woman by way of brutality and curse her

to walk among those who violation will never occur

and see their untainted smiles and relative bliss.

With this thought, he wanted nothing more to piss

in the faces of the children of the Dying Light

and release the disease of tragedy and blight

the world with his sister’s existence tenfold.

For him that is justice in its ultimate mold.

Domingo, Patricia and James could only guess

at what was in Robin’s eyes but knew the rest

of their comrades would come, but it would be nice,

if the rescue could come before they paid a price…

But as just as Robin was about to relive himself,

he heard his fellow demon Lawanda give out a yelp.

He rushed from his duty to see what’s the commotion,

unable to realize the Boy had just put his plan in motion…