Will of the Oath Breaker
Prologue
As the moon, so too are the paths of chosen souls. Waxing, full, and waning. Hero, god, and demon.
Bound together in an endless and inevitable loop. Such is the way of things: The one in the many, the many of the one.
The destruction around him thrilled his very essence. Lord of Chaos indeed! But there was a point to this madness. He understood what he must do.
He approached the tiny mortal who dared challenge him alone, riding on the head of a toad, unimpressive in his ancient eyes, and accepted the inevitable.
With a mournful look, and a passion befitting his legend. The Forth did what must be done.
