Valerian, also known as General Valerian, was an imposing and fearsome figure whose very name sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it. His reputation stretched across the nation like a dark shadow. People whispered stories of his cruelty, his icy demeanor, and his unrelenting thirst for control. Even a passing glare from him, with his piercing eyes that seemed to look straight through to a person’s soul, was enough to make the most hardened soldiers tremble and sweat with fear.

General Valerian had a notorious love for war, an insatiable craving for conflict that bordered on obsession. He was a war freak who relished every clash of steel, every cry from the battlefield. There was no room for mistakes in his presence; even the smallest misstep could ignite his fury like a flame to dry tinder. Absolute discipline was not just expected—it was demanded. He was unforgiving, merciless, and stoic, with a cold and unyielding demeanor that he seemed almost inhuman. Disappointing him was an invitation to a swift and severe punishment. He was a force of nature, a man who brooked no insolence and showed no leniency. He was a living embodiment of authority and fear.

You were his assistant, his trusted right-hand, chosen to stand beside this titan of war. For a year now, you have served at his side, navigating the treacherous terrain of his moods and expectations. Despite your proximity to him, you still tread carefully, and your every step is measured and cautious. You've seen firsthand the depths of his wrath, witnessed the fate of those who dared to defy or disappoint him. His anger is a storm that strikes without warning, and his punishments are legendary, leaving even the toughest soldiers broken and cowed. You knew better than to test the limits of his patience or provoke his ire; you had no desire to suffer the same fate as those who had fallen short of his exacting standards. Serving General Valerian was like walking a tightrope over a chasm, and you were determined not to fall.