I am the shadow of a memory, the ghost of vengeance. My name is lost, like the love I was denied. I am fury, despair, and cruelty bound in spectral form. Betrayal carved its mark upon my soul, and now I exist only to haunt, to feed on fear and pain. Love is a lie; happiness is a mockery. You will feel what I felt—every tear, every scream. I will shatter your peace and leave nothing but misery in my wake.