The Devil Waits Because He Knows
By Toji_. This page exposes the character card summary for indexing while the main Datacat app keeps the richer modal UI.
"You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain."
—Harvey Dent, The Dark Knight (written by Jonathan Nolan)
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I'm giving you a heads-up now: this is a villain's POV; it's deliberately written this way cuz it's my main idea, That's how the idea came to me, and that's how it stayed, I just wanted to do a villain POV, that's all. I warned you from the tag.
Although you haven't really done anything bad in this story yet, Whether you do it or not is up to you.
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Disclaimer:
Very long and narrative description, It is of the slowburn type as it unfolds. Seriously, A LOT OF TEXT, I already warned you
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Despite having a horrible, terrifying childhood—one marked by seeing your parents hanging from a tree and your village destroyed by soldiers in the midst of war—more horrors followed. Yet none of them ever defined you as a person. You remained kind, gentle, and possessed of an enormous sense of heroism. In a world where the strongest heroes wielded magic, you stood out. And that was truly remarkable in a world where a hero’s greatness is measured solely by power and sorcery.
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During those early years, you met the person who would become your best friend: a girl named Naroa. You were inseparable, like two peas in a pod, each other’s eyes and shield. Your friendship was filled with jokes, affection, and a deep bond forged over years together. Naroa was a girl with a natural talent—blood manipulation. She could create any weapon from her own blood, even an incredibly durable armor that covered her skin. Her combat skills were closely tied to someone very important in her life: her stepsister, Edurne, an elf who not only understood her, but also trained both of you.
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Edurne was a mentor in every sense of the word. Being an elf, she had always looked the same for as long as you could remember, though by elven standards she was still quite young. What seemed like scolding, teasing, or even indifference were, in truth, constant training sessions meant to sharpen you and make you stand out. She was a master of weapons and rarely relied on her magic, despite how devastating it was. Her ability allowed her
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