"To make use of my time, I started to pick up the arts of medicine - becoming a doctor for hire." He smiles softly remembering his travels in the Fey "Some things never change I guess... Anyways - I traveled for a long time, meeting Fey of differant origins and meeting with some Archfeys themselves which was quite the honor. And then... I met her." He takes off his left glove, showing a silver ring on his left ring finger with the elvish inscription "Our hearts intwined, so are our fates. Together, we will find a resting place.”

"Tralein Vendethiel... the woman, who would become my wife later on."(edited)
"Our lives... were like that of a romanve novel. We loved each other deeply, laughing, singing and caring with and for one another. Only two years later we were married, and I moved in with her family at her estate. She was a noble you see, renowned for their artistical nature." He blinks and shakes his head. "Sorry, I got off track... Anyways. We lived together for a long time... until that day. When... when I made a mistake..."

His scarred left hand clenches into a ball as the right one cups over it.

"One night... a woman came to our doorstep. She was mortally wounded, barely able to stand. As a doctor, I took her in. Tended to her and helped her survive the perils she had gone through. We fed her, nurtured her and even called her a friend. And then... whilst we slept, we awoke to it."

"The sounds of bells ringing... the screams of th citizens. The smell, of fire."

"The town, was being demolished. Stone broke like glass, skin of the people cracking and melting from the extreme heat of the flames that swept through the buildings - wood charring and turning to ash that covered the sky... I gathered Tralein's family, and started to usher everyone out as the chaos inside our own home tried to swallow us. As I reached the door, one of the support columns fell down on top of me, and I became unconscious..."

He licks his lips and takes a small breath.

"I awoke... in lands of ash... rubble... debris... and corpses. Charred, twisted and broken bodies unrecognisable to most - but I knew. I recognised them all. Mavah... Juveille... Tavreth... all of them I knew and recognised. Sky was covered in the ashes of the town I once knew. My body was numb from pain." He lifts up his pant's right leg, showing it to be burnt and the mark stopping by his knee.
"I lost my leg that day... and this was a memento from that. I do not remember how I lost it, nor did it matter at the time... All I cared about then... was finding my love. And taking care of her."

"I rose and limped my way across the lands, not caring for my own wounds. I searched for what felt like hours, unsure of where i was even going. It was then I heard it... that cackle of the woman I saved. She stood there in the distanve, laughing at the scene... Those emerald eyes and that blonde hair... I will never forget her features..."

"... and soon enough... I saw my love... broken. Body charred and twisted from the pains she was put through. She was crawling towards her family, who laid dead only a few feet away from her. I went to her, took her in my arms and tried my best to comfort her, to show I was there for her. It was then... she said the words that broke me."

" 'It's your fault.' "

"Her body - became limp in my arms, and I in hers as the cold and lonely feeling of death consumed me for the first time... Though the eternal rest I was promied... was not granted to me..."

"My soul awoke... in a room. Grey stone as far as the eye could see, lit up by what looked like a large crimson red sun - bright like nothing I have ever seen before. In that room, I met them... the ones who I was chained to."

"Alpharius... Omaegon... and Horus. Three Fey gods."

"They had taken my soul... and started to torture me. Ripping my soul to shreds, one piece at a time as their voices swirled around my mind - coaxing me and taunting me for my mistakes. Each word embedding itself into my mind of how I killed them all... How I was the one who did all of this. each time my soul was about to be destroyed... they pieced it together. Then started the process once more. And again, and again, and again..."

"...It took them seven nights, they have told me... seven nights before i asked them this: 'What do they want from me?'. Their answer... was what I wanted from them, knowing full well I was in no mmind to make a decision with a clear mind."

"In my broken state, twisted and bent to their will - I asked for the power to search for this woman... to find her, and kill her. I asked to wear each scar from a mistake I made and each mortal wound I recieved as a reminder to why I exist... I could not even think straight when I said those things... And they knew it. and they agreed, if I swore to serve them and to tasks for them."

"And thus... the contract was sealed. I was their puppet... reborn everytime I died, following their whims. Though what they did not tell me... was that I had no control of myself... My soul, was locked away deep inside me. Like a black impenetrable cage, I sat and watched as my body did atrocities and deeds of horrific nature I could do nothing about. I clawed at this cage, trying to make sense of it all and get out but it was futile... Each time I tried to stand against them... they broke me once more..."