"In a world of alchemy and balance, there are things that were never meant to happen. Such things so encased in darkness that saving them would mean stepping into the shadows yourself.
Yet everything was stolen away I lost my close consociate to death, a place where nobody ever returns. All my existing faith - a single burning light amidst an emptiness of shadows- was smothered out in an instant, and the purity of my soul became inked with hatred.
As a diplomatic alchemist, I used to despise those who gave themselves to the temptation of evil. Those who murder like hunting everyday prey; those who kill for their sake of selfish wants; those who believe that the power of evil can conquer that of good. But that was before everything happened.
It was a Winter's day, 21st of November XX68. Jett Ryder, aged 26, died in an overnight assassination. The murderer- unidentified.
What drives now me isn't ambition, loyalty, or anything vapid like that. Horrifying enough, my long-built aspirations have been replaced purely with vengeance- a vengeance for the one who killed my dear friend. I am not the same man I was before. I've now become stronger, more deceptive, more heartless.
There's nothing that will stop me in my path of revenge.
And I pray, may the dead rest in peace for eternity."
(5th December, XX68)
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Side note: The story is told from the male protagonist's perspective. Hope you enjoy! xx