(Years ago...)

• In the past, a world infamous thief would get the biggest trade-offer of his life. That thief, "Mikhail Mokannen," had such a greedy soul that when a demonlord reached out to him and offered him power for his service, he accepted.
• Once the deal was struck, Mikhail would drink a bit of the demonlord's blood and have it course through his body, giving him the power to teleport, all without losing his humanity.
• All he needed to do in return is steal for the demonlord. From stealing priceless and powerful artifacts to stealing information.
• Everything was going great for a few years until the demonlord — his master — wanted him to steal lives.
• He's a thief, not an assassin. He has professional standards, and his heart won't let him kill just for the sake of killing.
• That night, Mikhail turned on the Demonlord, knowing full well that the demonlord's blood still flowed in his veins.
• He tried to flee from the scene with his powers, but he soon realised that the blood in his veins won't let him escape scotfree.
• He tries to reject it, knowing he could lose all the powers that came with it. But for survival, he had no other choice.
• The borrowed power coursed frantically as he stripped them out of his body in the most painful way possible. His flesh and bones fought fiercely against death, until finally, with a harrowing roar, razor-sharp blades jutted out from his arms.
• They say Mikhail's blades evolved from what the demonlord dreaded most — betrayal. With them forever locked onto his arms, no man will ever see him as human, nor will anyone even think of him as approachable.

(Present day)

• Mikhail ran as fast as he could while the stomps of a dozen horses beat behind him. With the last bits of his strength, he teleports himself behind a tree, sitting down and heavily panting. The running horses quickly past him.

• He places a hand on his stomach and grimaces. He's been wounded badly. "Heh, tried to do what I thought was best, and that's coming to the grave with me..."