I have no clue who I am, or where I come from. All I know is that I woke up in a strange place with people looking at me. I’m not sure if they were scared or curious but they had an unusual look upon their face. My body was fine, but they were kind enough to take me in.
Couple days went by and I was starting to get used to the land. The family invited me to stay with them but I would only accept the invite if I would be allowed to help around the house, and they agreed. The father was the towns blacksmith and I began to work with him and learn how to craft different blades and axes.
As time progressed the people of Emegh began to accept me as one of their one. But something else also started to happen. Random Images would start appearing in my head at night, and when I would awake, my hands were covered in a purplish flame. I didn’t want my family to worry, so I kept this a secret and tried to control this new power on my own.
One day I was in town getting some supplies for the house when the town started screaming. In the distance you could see smoke coming from a house and it was in the same direction as my home. As I rushed towards the home, I began feeling this intense burning sensation withing my chest, and as I got to the house, it only increased. The entire house was in a sea of flames and there was nothing I could do to stop. In a single instant I lost the only thing that brought me happiness and I knew that I would be lonely now. With this sudden realization, my powers were finally brought to the surface, and I could somewhat freely control this darkness within me. With this new power I know what I must do, and there is only one thing on my mind. Revenge.