Rowan could feel the fierce wave of energy arising behind him and he smiled. The breath of his bloodline was rising, and even though this path would cause him countless complications in the future, he just could not find the strength to care. This realm had fucked with him for long enough.
With that snap of his finger, he knew he had made a choice about his path going forward. It was war, it would always be war, but on his terms this time, not following the games of the past. Damn them all, he had his fill!
By some miracle he had regained his soul, he did not yet understand how, but he had gotten a second chance and Rowan was not going to waste it.
He had lost and had been broken, but from the ashes, something no one would ever expect had arisen. His speed of descent increased.
