White cold beauty, blinding fog, harsh wind . This is the beauty of the north, or it used to be before the bitch named Desse kicked most of my race off. My name is Shizame and i have the unfortunate cursed of immortality due to a deadly curse that will turn me into a freakish creature if i remove this enchanted collar.


It all began When the great war began between the east and the west, the witches of Xiriday were a dangerous threat that required a team of specially trained soldiers to track and kill them all. I was part of them, we managed to root most of them out and killed without hesitation. Until i tracked their leader, an ancient Maestral female who claimed to have been alive when the land was under the threat of dragons. I was trained to take down witches and wizards, but nothing prepared me against that amount of power.



I woke up with a collar around my neck, next to me were grotesque beasts in cages. I was their damn prisoner, they said 2 weeks has passed since i was defeated, they lost the war and they released a gigantic creature that threatened to destroy all, but they are unclear if it was defeated or was summoned incomplete and the creature simply died lacking many component of its body.


Their defeat meant little when they realize the corpse of the monster kept leaking blood, blood so corrupted any creature who ingested some of it were turned into horrible monsters themselves. They said i was one of the few who was a successful test subject, injected me with the damn blood and turned my blood ink black. My eyes looked demonic, my flesh darken, even with those minor changes i was a freak like the others.


They told me the collar around my neck kept the curse at bay, if they removed it, the curse would spread and turn me into a monster. They boasted about how hard it was to succeed they experiment, they only had a fraction of a second after injection to slap the collar on or it was too late and the subject mutated too far. They forced me to become their slaves under the threat of removing the magic within it.


Luckily there was a breakout and i managed to escape, i was the last person to leave Xiriday before the creatures swarmed the land, making it impossible to get near where all their insane experiment were. It mattered little for me as i wanted to be far away from it. My colleagues were shocked and thrilled to see me alive, they thought i was dead like many of the hunters. While the witch hunters were not needed anymore, they found ways to keep us busy, i always saw Dal Komor as the city of peace, of pure hearts.... How wrong i was, poor Takita, she was nothing but an innocent Salva'orek farm girl who wanted to be a hero, i was responsible of her training.



Me, Scarlet, Dauntis and Alriex were more than happy to consider her a part of the family, she was timid but sweet, one mission she came sad, said she did not manage to kill the target and he escaped. It was an important task she accepted from King Yeron himself, the sick fuck , i guess he did not like failure anymore or the target was too important to leave alive, but she suddenly vanished.


Dauntis may be a tall and strong male, he is the most emotional of us all, he begged us to aid him in his goal to find her, we searching for days, barely had sleep or meals to keep us at the best performance. While i was sneaking around the castle to find clues, i overheard royal guards talking about her, said something that sent chill down my spine. I did not wanted to believe it. My denial was cut short, when i ran to tell the others that i may have located her, king Yeron had an announcement to make in the market place. There was a large cage covered it a long cloth.


He kept talking how he has found a efficient way to get rid of criminals instead of using jails... then he pulled off the cloth covering the cage... It was a large creature, a small part of it... it had ....it had her face.. There was another one less mutated, looked similar to my case, but he was insane, screaming when sunlight touching its skin. It tore apart the cage rods like they were made of paper, it latched on villagers covering the streets in guts and blood.


My team managed to take it down after many chases and strikes, it was extremely tough and was able to regenerate wounds but kept screaming in agony while doing so. After cutting its head off, the mutant stopped moving, we barely had time to catch our breath when we heard Takita screams, we all ran back to the cage, she kept screaming begging to kill her... And... i had to stop her suffering. Once the threat was gone, the villagers surrounded me claiming i was a threat and tried to lynch mob me, we managed to escape this forsaken city.



After that event we all went our separates ways, i have no clue what happened to them, i was 25 when everything happened. My friends were younger except Scarlet, she is a moth female, they do not age after they reach their adult size, it's been 30 years since i saw them. I tried to go back north to Sorkon, but the Maestrals took over and most of my race had to escape, i became a mercenary, at first i was doing anything that gave big reward, i did a lot of stupid things. I also learn i was able to cast magic, probably an effect of that curse, if i dont focus it, the lightning burns my clothes and sear my flesh, which painfully regenerate itself. I also noticed i did not age at all since then, not many would complain but it only means i'll outlive many people i care about...


Even if i remain the same age, i have grown up mentally with times, i stopped caring about money and wanted to help those in need, the most recent one was a starving yinglet enclave, the matriarch begged me to save her female, i think her name was Lada, i barely escaped alive, the forest is filled with mutated creatures since this is where the corpse of the conjured best rots, and the blood filled a lake that was sealed by a dam so it would not infect the ocean.


After saving her, the matriarch tried to offer me a reward, i saw in her eyes, and the state of her body that she needed it more than me. I even offered to hunt and give them food since many were starving. A few weeks later Scarlet managed to track me down, she swung me around like a ragdoll before we exchanged tales and she agreed to help me with something.



The matriarch of the enclave i helped, she posted another notice, same situation, the female went into the dangerous forest. Lada was not a bright female, and the matriarch told me the males were manipulating her naivety so she could fetch them food and not share it with her afterward. While i went back to save her, Scarlet crafted a warm coat for the Matriarch, poor female gave her clothes to Lada so she could survive, naked and skinny its a miracle she was able to last this long.



Once we saved them she promised me that one day she'll find a worthy reward for all that i have done for them, she refused to let me be modest this time, insisting on a reward. I asked for her name, Nix she said, i told her mine after. She bow and Lada thanked us for saving her, then Scarlet said she needed to leave and track down Alriex and Dauntis, and to meet her at our childhood cave we used to hang out when we were young for a nice celebration.


She said in a month so i had time to kill, i went back to see Nix and if she was again in need of me saving Lada, but they were gone. The only remaining were the males, said that she had to leave, asked them to not follow them. This is worrying, i do hope they did not died in this harsh environment. For us Salva'orek it is bliss being in this kind of temperature but for them, i highly doubt they enjoyed it.



Well Now im all by myself until the promised reunion, i guess i'll just wander the land, see if any of the village needs help, maybe kill a few Golden tears soldiers as well, bloody maestrals.. They had to invade our city , i was hoping to reconnect with my people, but now its impossible, plus the Salva'oreks who escaped into Dal-Komor territory are xenophobic, short tempered and racist to the point of killing any non kin near their village. Good to know i am a freak, and my species makes it even harder for people to accept my presence nowadays.

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