Behind this mask I so commonly wear, is a face. "A face? Don't we all have one?", You may ask...
Okay, so my face isn't exactly normal. It's scarred, scratched, and deformed. Eh, not too bad right? WRONG!
I've got a lot of scars. Some will never go away and some I keep for the sake of my memories. I've got scars under my eyes, across my eyes, on my forehead, on my cheeks and some of them are dark black from a certain sword... Diana's sword. I'm not explaining too much about the sword right now but I will tell you, it's power is horrifying. This sword kills most people the second it breaks their skin but I took two stabs and a few good slices in the past from it. I'm not exactly normal but I'll get into that later.
