Picklethedino123456
I wasn't always a sorcerer.
Before the blindfold, before the title "strongest," I was something else-something darker. Raised in the underworld by blood and violence, I was the Yakuza's golden boy, untouchable and terrifying. That's where I met Kenzo-my partner, my shadow, my first love. We were unstoppable... until we weren't.
I walked away. From the blood-soaked streets, from Kenzo, from everything. I didn't want to be a weapon anymore.
Then I met Geto.
He saw past the monster and pulled me into a new kind of war-one with curses, spirits, and a chance at redemption. He introduced me to people who didn't flinch at my power. For the first time, I thought maybe I could be more than destruction. Maybe I could be human.
But fate's cruel like that.
Years later, on a battlefield thick with cursed energy, I saw him. Kenzo. Alive. Changed. His eyes still holding the weight of everything we were-and everything we could've been.
Now I'm torn between two pasts: the one I buried with my own hands... and the one that never let go.
I don't know if I'm fighting to protect the world...
Or just to protect what's left of me.