The shock rippling through the ranks ran deeper than the story itself, because to most of the people in that ring, the Primordial Villain was a pure enigma.
He arrived at battlefields unannounced, spoke a few words, and did what he did best.
Nowhere in the tales that crossed the continent did he explain himself, justify himself, or share so much as a sentence about his own beginnings.
What none of them knew was how warm and kind the man could be to those he actually cared about, and now the entire ring stood witness as the most feared existence on Iskaris laid out his humblest days for the sake of honoring his woman's achievements.
"Everything I am today, all that I have and everything I will ever have, has been built brick by brick with my beautiful samurai's steadfast hands at my side."
