It is easy to set yourself on a path but how often does one stick to their beliefs?
How often does one lose sight of their way?
Tengo who now went by Obsidian vanquished many a foe for the Dark Hand, competing against the other factions in conflicts that would primarily end in the Dark Hand's victory.
Obsidian continuously took down enemies, offering no mercy as he never learned it nor did it matter to him.
Every kill implanted a vague memory of the one fallen to his blade and over time he felt his memory begin to fade.
He was losing control over his own mind, he was becoming more and more of a weapon meant only to kill.
He felt his ability to speak become more and more stunted as time went on and much to his dismay, he didn't remember what exactly he was doing anymore.
Who was he meant to direct his anger and frustrations at?
Who were his own parents?
What was he doing before he became a commander?
