You’d never suspect by my elven appearance, but once I was a man, a Celt to be precise. I had a mother, father, and a sister to look after. I hunted game in the wilds and fought battles to defend my homeland.
Now, what am I? Who am I? I don’t know anymore. People of this realm call me a monster, a murderer for the things I’ve done. I live hidden in shadow, exiled from a world which fears the very mention of me…a world so different from my own.
You may ask, why do these vile acts? I have no choice. My master controls my blade and bears it mercilessly down upon the innocent. She, and others known as Reapers, dominate this world with a malevolent hand, cursing and ending lives on a whim.
Today, she sent me through the barrier which imprisons us all – even our Reaper overlords. How’s my passage possible? I’ve no notion. Mayhap the answer lies with the human I have been sent to retrieve. Whatever the reason, it cannot bode well. If these malefic beings ever broke free, nothing would be safe from their bloodthirsty dominion.