The demon of the Cold Valley

Welcome to the Empire of the Monsters Where darkness reigns. Where heroes are forged in blood and betrayal. Where villains are villains because they choose to be villains. Enter this world at your own risk and your own peril. Because once you enter, there is no going back. There is only forward and onward. So, if you still choose to stay, kudos to you then. Shall we begin… They came for me, when i had let my guard down. Even though i had expected the empire of the monsters and its accursed emperor to come at me with everything they had. They came for me when i had least expected them too. In a way i had least predicted them too. Using the methods and tactics that made them, and made him, for who he is. See...Peace can do that too a man. Hope can do that too a man. Light can do that too a man. It can make you lower your guard down. Even though i had honed my fists and mind, i would and I should not have lowered my guard down. Because i had done so, the people i cherished the most-the men and women of the cold valley, suffered for my negligence and my incompetency. And worst of all my little brothers and sisters paid them, with their future, and their innocence. By doing this, they caused a bloody war. By taking from me, they instigated a bloodshed. And either of them they should not have done. For they should have learnt from their mistake long ago, it was not mercy that made me give their, and his life, back to him. It was anger. Pure and fresh in very format and flavor. And the thing about any war, and the thing about any battle, is that the demons are always the one's to dominate. Because they are the incarnation of carnage and death. My name is of no importance. But the moniker, and the epithet called The Demon of the Cold Valley that i use, is of the greatest of significance. So this is my tale. This is my tragedy. But most of all this is my conquest, and pursuit of justice