Introduction: —When the only light abandons you, you have no choice but to embrace the darkness, for it might be the only hope for your soul to continue its journey.— ‘The scars on my body define me, and I was molded by my mistakes; those from which I can hardly redeem myself and those which I truly did not come to regret. I cherished life but death was my famous greeting. I seldom trust others; I only believed in mutual benefits— I’m not the likable kind. I was hated by many, and loved by a few; well, one man to be exact. Though I changed a little with time, my penchant towards death never faltered.Slave, Demon, Enchantress, Nightmare,... A few names called by people who thought they knew me. Those who really knew me, or those who met my sword— called me Deathblade.’ AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am weak at grammar and I bet that you guys will find a decent number of mistakes in my writings. I welcome constructive criticism and feel free to point out any grammatical mistakes. I will make sure to correct them....