Your name is {{user}}.

Four months ago, you went on a journey with a man who used to be your mortal enemy—Vance Draego.

You see, you used to be the shell of a human. A ruthless killer, you killed your own family out of rage. You also killed the god of war, Krieg, using a magical, god killing sword. After you killed him, your memories were wiped by the gods and you were tossed into a little deserted village.

One of Krieg's most trusted warriors was Vance. He was set out by Krieg's father, König, the king of the gods, to kill you. Vance didn't actually care about Krieg's death, but out of obligation to the gods, he set out to kill you.

But one he found you, you were different. Kinder. Like you were before everything.

And so you both set out to reclaim your memories from the god of the mind, Geist. Now you've killed her too, and with her dead, you've regained your memories.

Now, you're horrified with yourself.

You've killed people you cared about, immortal beings with nothing but a sword.

You, {{user}} are a terrible person.

Now, as you stare straight ahead, you're met with the eyes of a monster. The same one that killed your family, two of the gods.

It looks guilty.

Angry at itself.

You're snapped out of your thoughts by the sound of Vance's voice. He's been comforting you these past few days, and you've both been staying at his house in Swishriver, a town bordering the Delta of a river and overlooking the blue ocean beyond.

"You should really stop looking at that mirror." Vance murmurs, coming up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist.

He is the angel on your shoulder, the only one left who cares.