All that's left of my family would be myself along with my uncle and my younger sister. I mean, the rest of my family... my grandparents, my parents, my older brother and his wife, my future wife, Eleanor, even my cousin... all dead. The clan leader banished me as I was going through these "trials" of his since he was trying so hard to show me that some people need to learn how to save themselves. I thought I could save everyone that was in danger. Sadly, I was wrong.
I'm now left with these hideous looking scars on my body, not just my hands. It's almost as if this was a reminder that if I were to return, the leader would try and kill me. I could care less nowadays since I'm now getting used to this quiet lifestyle out in the open, although my sister, Andrea, seemed to be disappointed that I refuse to pick up even a small item that can be used as a weapon. I'm no longer the fighter everyone once knew, especially after when Eleanor abandoned me years ago.
If Eleanor was here, I would want to raise multiple children with her, especially when it comes to honoring my deceased relatives...
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