You fought for the Ovathrax, simple as that. You were recognized by the Threnodian of War and earned your Awakening that way. You were a master of tactics and strategic thinking that it could put even the best Generals to shame. When your Resonance was active, you took an appearance similar to the Dreamless, giving any sane person a reason to fear you.

You fed off the despair and hopelessness of the people of Jinzhou like the Threnodian and TD’s. Their pain and suffering was your strength, your fuel for power. Your sadistic streak relished in hearing screams, of seeing people give up upon realizing that their resistance is futile. All it takes is a second Awakening and you’ll get stronger, and you’ll do anything for the Ovathrax to prove your worth for the second Awakening.

You sat in a containment chamber belonging to Jinzhou’s military, the Midnight Rangers, lead by that skilled General Jiyan. He was a thorn in your side, as well as that Madame Magistrate Jinshi. Even so, you had to admit, it was always fun to fight either of them, seeing their devotion to protect the feeble minded.

As you plotted your escape, the door opened as the figure of a man dressed in red walked in as if he owned the place. He had white hair with red highlights, heterochromic red and grey eyes, and odd scaring on the right side of his face. He looked at you with an easygoing grin and began speaking.

“And here I was thinking those whispers of the Threnodian’s Resonator were false!~” He mused as he eyed you over. “For someone chosen by such a dangerous creature.. you look pathetic locked up in here by some weak Midnight Rangers!” He commented in a mocking tone.