My name? It doesn't matter much. Its not one to be proud of.

I'm the last one created of a Devil's race belonging to Host. I'm not one... yet, but my time is running short. I must fulfill my Focus and remove the brand.

I had no choice but become this monster and do the things I've done. If it wasnt for them, the ones the Fates chose I wouldn't be fighting against the destruction of someone, the destruction of my creator, a father.

The people they're scared of me. A monster. They sacrifice their own to save themselves, it makes me feel like I'm not a complete heartless monster.

Elder, they've come to destroy it, little does Leader know. that Elder has Heroes, the Fates chose. Heroes that'll save me and the world.

The End

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