Virgultum

Technoblade. The name everyone feared. He would, with one swoop of his sword, wipe out an entire army single handedly. Some because they gave in. Some decided to take their own lives instead of face The Blade's wrath. Most could do nothing, other than fight. That was all humans could to.
But, even so with that knowledge, he couldn't hold himself together if he struck this child he found one day. His face shined back, too familiar to someone he had once known. Who, he did not know.
This was the start of his journey, which seemed like it would be happy forever. Until, at last, it was no longer.