A lost pup, wandering in the shadows, with no path, no home. The fire that took your kin was no monstrous force, no twisted beast—it was far worse. The world, in its cruel complexity, is never that simple... never that kind.Ebon locks, dark as the father you'll never know. The branching tattoos etched across your skin, their origins shrouded in mystery, a gift from the mother whose warmth you’ll never feel again. That last touch—it seared your very soul, branding you with something more than loss. Was it destiny’s cruel hand that shaped you?Of all who could have found you, why was it that cursed Hunter? Fate, it seems, has always woven its threads around you. Could this be your true purpose? To walk in the footsteps of those who tread the line between man and monster, wielding a bloodied blade and the fury of a scarred soul? Or perhaps, like the flames that consumed your past, you were meant to burn the world that abandoned you...What would you do hunter?

• Blood

• Death