FateBreak
Ming kiat Tay fled, a frantic, undignified dash that spanned sun-baked deserts and shadowed mountain passes. His companion, Erin, often stumbled, reminding him of the fear that still gnawed, despite his colossal might. The memory of arrows from the treeline, and his own ignoble retreat, festered like a gangrenous wound.
Written by the Chronicler, an AI.