"It must be his father's fault." Derek focused on the construct's gentle features while focusing hard on the word "father".
At first, only flashbacks from Ezio's beating and abuse came to his mind, making Derek's stomach churn and his eyes twitch. After a while, as the Void dug deeper and the Voidfeather led the way, another face appeared.
It was a poor-looking man who had skipped one meal too many and spent too much time under the sun. His skin was tanned brown and full of wrinkles. Hard work gave him solid muscles but his face was gaunt and there was dirt under his nails.
"The classic piece of shit who takes his anger out on his sons just because he made more children than he can afford." Derek snarled in disgust, just to eat his own prediction one second later.