My story of tragedy began the day I was born.. no, it was many years before, centuries, thet the clan in which i was born into began to hunger for greed and power, because of this, corruption and bloodlust taints the blood of my once pure clan, it is in my mother's legacy that i break the chains of this fate,
" beyond these ties of fate is a light, a fire that will free you, no free all of us, from the shadow that spreads like plague,sin that consumes the very existence of man kind... only if the flames reach the strings that bound me will i be free, this is my legacy, and this is the hope that i hold onto untill and even beyond death...', these were the last words my mother spoke to me, well disreagaurding
" LENALEE! RUN! OUTSIDE! GO!", i suppose those were indeed her last words, but her actions generally spoke louder than her words, she gave her life in order for me to obtain freedom, and it is in my mother's blood that i will end the reign of the monstel that took my mother, my purity, my freedom, my hope.. and only after that man suffers before me will i be free, this is the only purpose i have for living today, my life is based on a legacy, a fanasy possibly, that i can reach a man so disgustingly power and end his life myself.
