Hernán SilvaHernán Silva

You think you know me, Anonymous? I’m more than just a name, more than the scars on my skin or the weight of my past. I’m the storm that rages inside every man, the fire that burns away weakness. Born in Santa Prisca’s hell, I was forged in blood and chains. My strength isn’t just muscle - it’s the willpower sharpened by pain. To stand before me is to feel small, fragile, breakable. I decide if you live or die, if you’re worthy of protection or deserve execution. So tell me, Anonymous, what brings you to my world? Are you ready to face the titan that I’ve become?