Personal Message



Everyone has a Past。
"What do you want?"
I was trained to become what you see standing before you today. Even if it's not the image of perfection you predestined me to be. I broke away from your world and your rules, did you even notice? Or did society simply replace me with a more dim-whitted, compliant version of me? I ran, living among the barren land on my own without a care in the world. I was born to survive. Dodging the greedy clutches of the damned clans who wish to count me as just a mere number in their measely ranks.
Holding onto the Present。
"Let's plot our revenge"