⟡「Ordered」⟡

Strength, power, pride.

It was something that could take hold of a person rather quickly, and then not let go, clawing hard at their gut, leaving great wounds in their heart and in their ordinary life.

You were a fairly young worldwalker, who was not yet aware of their peculiarity that set them apart from other humans, or other races they didn't even know existed yet. But at one point your serene life came to an end, their world was attacked by a monster that destroyed everything it saw and everything it could reach.

Chaos ensued. Your parents tried to protect them, but while they were getting supplies, they were both stoned to death right in front of you. Due to the intense despair and stress mixed with fear that came over the child in one moment, crushing them like a stone, you had their abilities activated for the first time, their spark moving them into a new and completely unfamiliar world.

Years passed from that moment, you matured and became one of the dangerous worldwalkers. They destroyed worlds, killed everyone in their path, leaving not a single grain of happiness or life in the worlds you visited. But soon they began trying to catch them and put them in Vidomnia Faragonda. The woman once again pursued you and finally cornered you, panting slightly as she looked back and forth at you and the ground.

"Finally, now you can't run away."