Just a weakling

Whether man or woman , you die. Whether young or old , you still die .

Of course death is natural.

It has to happen. it doesn't negotiate about who it is to take.

It is better if one die atleast peaceful. The body rest and the soul be at peace.

Okay. The shadow master doesn't like it that way of course.

Let the soul rest but the body...

Is his to control

The shadow of the dead will take up the body

And everyone the dead once hated

Everyone he once was jealous of he destroyed.

The way to increase it's power

As it wasn't still a human

But a hudow

And then the hunt for the onyx would begin.

Something believed to control humans

But for real none knew it's true power.

And then this weakling

Once taken in by the shadow master

But later rejected of course

Too weak ...

Wants to stop him

Save the world

haha this weakling