SacredDream

In a world where power is everything. A young boy named Hayden was rejected by its one and only law. Power. 
He was the only one blessed with nothing... but what if that weren't the case?
He will set out on a path… a path of conquest to scatter the despair created by the world's lack of 'humanity'.

A'void dark

I was still standing in front of the smith, he was looking at me with a slight suspicion in his eyes. However, when my eyes blinked, the vision of the horrific version of the world itself became even more obscure. The son had a hand of someone else with a hammer to make the piece he was working on. There were several tools of the same category scattered around the room, a hand with another hammer, a bigger one.

"You request an armor, high quality, and want to pay a lot? How much is that?"

"I am willing to pay around 100 thousand golden coins, the armor doesn't need to be light, but needs to be very sturdy, durable and I should have the comfort of moving around in it. Is that possible for you to make in a week?" I think a request like this shouldn't be a lot for him, even if I don't want to pay money to the royals, sometimes, to end your enemy, you have to become your enemy. And so will I be. A part of my enemies at some point. First, starting with funds.

Twisting visions part 2