MotivatedSloth

To be a hero is a curse, not a blessing. 

It's a simple truth Leon learned in the most painful of ways. He heroically slaughtered all the enemies of his president. Heroically purged those who opposed his master. And heroically brought doom to those who cried under the boot of the world's dictator. 

Leon saw the death of his family; a result of the events he set in motion himself. He saw his beloved city turn into ruins, scorched by the radioactive flames of the nuke he set off. 

His title was as cheap as his life. And in the only act of rebellion he could find, he heroically put an end to his life...

And the world he helped to destroy. 

'All of this happened... But why am I hearing a self-entitled voice calling me a failure?' Leon couldn't help but ponder. 'No, that's not it...' he quickly corrected himself. 

'How can I hear anything if I evaporated in the wake of the nuke I detonated myself?'

Bloodmancer: Hero of Ruin

"… and there are over a hundred missing recruits from this district tagging along at the back of the caravan."


If Leynel's mere presence was enough to force a gate guards' officer out of his shed, then this single sentence was all it took to completely stun the man. 


"A hundred of…" he gulped his saliva down. "Wait, missing recruits?!" 


The message took a moment to sink in. The guard then looked around, searching for something that would help him weather the mental storm that Leynel brought on him. 


And so, his eyes laid down on Leon and Sarah. 


The girl looked all sorts of guilty and nervous, the prime example of someone who felt extremely out of her place. Yet…


All there was no see on Leon's face, was a small, confident smirk. As if the entire situation didn't bother him in the slightest. 


Sowing the seeds of tiny conspiracy