Legacy of the Pantheruos

Legends...

Raptor's POV

It had been a while, two years since I first arrived here.

Yes, I'm now 427 years old.

Over the two years though, I had been busy. Travelling across the globe, eliminating Grimm, bandits, and some less than savory individuals who targeted either myself or civilians. I didn't know that I had built up quite the reputation for some frontier towns in the four Kingdoms. If anything, I was more of a local legend within the towns.

The legend of a man who wore a cloak and did his deed before leaving shortly after, only taking a reward if it was supplies.

Some heard me talk while others didn't get the chance to, some didn't even want to hear me utter a word. Good.

There were several speculations about me, from where I came from, who I was, and to what was I?

There was even one that actually made me laugh a little which is; 'Was he a part of a black ops unit or a government experiment?' Hah! No one knew my origins. All that some people knew was that I traveled for so long and never stopped.

It was hard to pinpoint where I would end up next. Silence was what I was known for thankfully. That and a predatory gaze that seemed to make even some of the most veteran Mercs(Huntsmen) shiver. The gaze of an apex predator before it sunk its jaws into the throat of its prey. That's nice.

Despite it all though, I was just a quiet man. I didn't really have a preference in regards to where I went, some places suited me better than others but beggars couldn't be choosers. My cloak covered my entire body now, it worked well when some thought that it would hinder my ability to maneuver. I was always thinking too. Planning the next move, the next way of getting to the location, and the time it would take. But my main goal was to find that black hair bitch woman who had the warping technology.

It took about six months. Six. Fucking. Months! But eventually, her name came up when I was in a little tavern listening to the different people. Her name was Raven Branwen and apparently she, like myself, was always on the move.

It would probably take some time to eventually catch up to her trail but I knew what to do. Just tail the recent events of bandit raids, and the pieces would eventually fall together like a puzzle. It was just a matter of time before she slipped up and I was on her trail. I did have resources to help me but decided not use them, but like always I would eventually get what I needed out of her.

I'd come across a variety of Mercs and female Mercs(Huntsmen and Huntresses) during my time here on this planet, some of which didn't see eye to eye with me. I didn't fuckin' care one bit. It was always me who turned out to be the bigger person when push came to shove. Half the time it was ego clouding their minds but some had more bite than bark and it simply made me react as I was trained.

Some I maimed, others I'd killed, it didn't matter to me.

Overconfidence was beaten out of me during his early days of training with my mother, brutal. Both verbal and physical. It often served in my favor when I could use that against them and that gave me opportunities to initiate a fast, yet brutal, elimination.

Some regions I was known as a demon wearing a cloak that scared some people, but to most I was a local legend that seemed to take out any threat to innocents then leave shortly after. Settling down didn't sit right with me and I was always moving. The most I'd stayed in a place was maybe a week and a half but that was if I was lost and needed to gather information. Certain places I avoided like a plague. The city of Atlas, the damn Merc academies, and other major places where I stuck out like a sore thumb.

The way I survived efficiently is by staying away from those places and always staying in the outskirts. Someone had to keep an eye on the outer settlements. Although, I was only one Pantheruro Soldier and couldn't save every single settlement nor save every person, it seemed to be more efficient than going to an academy and dealing with whatever problem they have. At most they would try to recruit me, capture me at worst and force me to cough up any information.