The Dark World

As I crossed over the crest of the hill, I stared down upon fields and fields of dead grass and bodies. The ground was red with the blood of the dead. What had happened here, even I can not speak of, and how it led to this, I don't know. But i knew one thing, the doers of this act would pay for their actions. They musty pay for destroying my people,my life, my world. This dark world, populated by murderers and thieves, all would feel my wrath. But, every journey needs a start and a story, so lets begin.

I began my life in the village of Natri