Shadow forged: A Weapons Reckoning
"The streets ran crimson that night, a morbid familiarity in our world of shadows. Though just a child, I was already acquainted with the stench of blood and betrayal. My mother's demise had unleashed a maelstrom of pain and suffering, a demino effect that left me as the forgotten pawn, the one that no one dared to claim.
Yet, I remembered everything: every face, every name, every wound. The memories seared into my mind like a branding iron, fueling my unyielding resolve. I would make them pay, no matter the cost.
In the depths of darkness I found my saviour, my tormentor. Xandros, the man who pulled me from the abyss, who bestowed upon me a name, a purpose. His guidance was my solace, his approval my sustenace. But I knew the truth- I was a weapon, forged in the fire of my own suffering, destined to unleash havoc upon the world."
