Who am I…? I am one who has seen darkness. Dealt death with the blades in my hands. But none of it by my own will. I was forced by a dark and terrible power to slay on it's whims for so long….
When it was defeated by the power of light, the spell it had placed on me was shattered, and I am now freed to think for myself. Yet…what would I do?
I am surrounded by the memories of all those who fell to my blade, their blood is on my hands. All of their families hate me, and try to hunt me as I flee from them.
Now, I somehow find myself so tired I cannot go any farther….the snow surrounding me making me so….so….very tired….now, I must…sleep….

[Trigger warnings. *Heavy mixing of fan-stories with my own ideas for the canon:Oc+Oc shipping: not shipping a canon character with my Oc.]