Desolation Avatar Tim headcanon -
After his brother died at the hands of the Circus, Tim was, naturally, hurt. One might even say, desolate. Predictably, said pain and emotional injury attracted the attention of none other than the Cult of the Lightless Flame, and Tim, desperate for anything that could let him revenge himself upon his brother’s killers, willingly accepted their influence, becoming an Avatar of the Desolation
But the Desolation has never been a benign force, even to its own followers. It’s a Fear, and it’s hungry. So it fed. Not just on the people Tim hurt, but on Tim’s own hurt. It gorged itself on the memories of his suffering, until one day, it just burned them clean away
Now, Tim can’t remember why he came to the Cult. He can’t remember why he hates the Circus. He can’t even remember what his brother looked like, sounded like. Hell, he can’t even remember that he had a brother
But he remembers the pain. He still mourns for a man he has no recollection of, he just doesn’t know why. He hurts and hurts, but without knowing why he’s hurting, he never heals. The pain never numbs
He is, now and forever, desolate