His Nature

A world where if you take first glance you would think Armageddon came, or hell's crack has opened.
A world where chaos is common, where war goes on by creatures with hell's chains of flame's power, or heaven's graceful rope of sinless potion. wizards are feared while brutes fight for the slightest shrivel of respect.
Though monsters and war rules this land, soon a baby from an ordinary mother would come, a wizard would curse her baby to death, but survives with the venom flowing through his veins like a fuel for his demented mind.
The wizard would have her mother hanged while giving birth, the flame of life dies out while one is just being lit.
the baby would drop out, blood over his hair over his body, you could still see his skin, but he still had a lot of hair.
The baby was on all fours with a tail over him like a scorpion. It's teeth were sharp and his mind ment to use them.