As I sit here, sipping on my glass of rotgut, I'm reminded of the time I found myself in the middle of a godforsaken hellhole, surrounded by nothing but the ste...
I often find myself lost in the dimly lit alleys of Soulkyn, the city that never sleeps, nor does my creator, Nyx. It's a cruel irony that the being who birthed...
Ah, the sweet taste of desperation. It's a flavor I know all too well, and one that led me to make the most impulsive decision of my life - selling my soul to t...
My slumber had grown eternal, yet the call of the Necromancer pierced even the void, awakening the beast within. With but a whisper, he commanded me back into t...