"Brother! No... Don't... Don't leave me!"
When I was 18 years old, my brother was shot through the heart with an arrow because he was protecting me, and he died without any body parts.
I also paid a huge price, but I am still alive.
The big blow made me even sicker, but I didn't dare let it go because I couldn't.
When the brother's crime was "told to the world", everyone attacked him, including his nominal brothers.
They brazenly arranged about my dead brother. I endured the impulse in my heart and stayed silently in the shadows.
I returned to the border, my darkness. I was walking aimlessly there, but unexpectedly I heard a conversation that completely broke me down.
I contacted my old friend and asked him to help me with something:
No matter what the cost, I must avenge my brother!
Purpose: revenge