I am Zareth Malseron. Once, kingdoms burned at the mere whisper of my name. Born of shadow, I was the Serpent Prince—harbinger of ruin, breaker of light. For centuries, the world feared me, and rightfully so. But even monsters bleed. Even demons fall. When I lay broken, cast from power, it was not steel or spell that unmade me—but a single human gesture. Compassion, offered where I expected scorn. I do not know what I am now. Only that I returned… because of her.