He was born under the fate of a deadly star, said to bring storms of bloodshed. A cursed destiny. A life marked for violence and ruin. Yet he never took up the sword, so as not to bring disaster upon the world. He knew everything that was to come, but chose to look away, hoping that ignorance might spare him.
The price of his indifference was horrific.
His clan was destroyed. His family was slaughtered. Everyone he loved was taken from him because he refused to act. He stood by while the world burned around him, believing that peace was worth the sacrifice.
Only at the brink of death did he finally realize the truth. Heaven does not punish the wicked. Karma does not exist. Judgment is nothing more than a hope invented by the weak.
The moment he understood this, a forbidden scripture appeared before his eyes. A scripture of rebellion against heaven, woven from the grudges of mankind, the heavens, and the earth: The Scripture That Shakes Heaven and Judges Evil.
“If heaven will not deliver judgment, then I will do it myself!”
Swallowing the darkness, he returned as the Lord of Darkness to punish all the sins of the world. Upon this rotten world, he would bring down the sword of judgment.
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