Purpose of the Right Arm

by Mike Deep

Don't waste your time with this one. This is about a sorcerer who is nearly a monster fighting to keep his purpose being apart of Avalon.

I looked down at my right arm. Cold from the souls I consumed. I could feel my body only little, and I feel this feeling will diminish very soon...

I don't where I'm from, but I know my purpose, and that is to slay all fiends...