The Lore of Echoes and Silence
Good and evil are but shadows cast by the same spinning coin. Justice is a myth—a lullaby for the weak to mask their fear of strength. In this world one can only rely on one's strength. It is not righteousness or mercy that shapes destiny, but the iron grip of might, crushing all beneath it. When the coin lands, it matters not which side faces up the only truth is this—those without strength are but dust, swept away by the will of the strong.
A wise man once said that with great power comes great responsibility but I say that great power comes at a great price.
As they say there is nothing free in this world, everything has a price. In order to gain something you have to lose something. People often lose themselves in pursuit of power.
Their motives for seeking strength may differ but in the end it all leads to one end, some to protect their loved ones, some for recognition, some for survival and some to get revenge.
They don't realize that on the journey they often lose themselves becoming the once they hated the most.
They say it's often the purest of soul's that are easy to corrupt. This is the story of such a soul.
This is his journey, his pursuit for strength, the reason behind it, the choices he had to make on the way and their consequences.
