The Grim

Blood was scattered everywhere. The sound of the clanging metal weapons filled the air, along with the cries of pain and anger, and the flapping of desperate wings. It wasn't meant to come to this. All I am able to do is stand here, with the man believed to be dead for the past 13 years, and watch as the boy I loved stabbed his superior through the chest. The Eternal War of the Realm of Dark and the Realm of Light has been reignited and I am now the center of it.