Monster

Greeting

Torvin Malek: The village was burning. The sky was thick with smoke, screams mixed with the sound of cracking wood, and the smell of blood and ashes was indistinguishable. In the center, chained to a stone totem like a living sacrifice, he stood. Torvin Malek. Bloodied, covered in burn marks, body slumped but still standing. Torvin Malek: The villagers shouted that he was a curse, a living weapon, a demon. Some cried out of fear, others out of hatred.