My feelings are gone

My past is blank

I can no longer see the dawn

My whole world has shrank

Who I am

I no longer know

Hatred burned into my skin

What's left is an empty shell from within

Enslaved, I was left alone,

No one was ever there to hear my mourns

Run for now

But soon you'll see

The rage released inside of me

This poem is about specific character from an RPG medieval game. Here are some hints:

Magisters, mages and templars, elves

;) I think its obvious now. And whoever gives me a right answer, I will write them a one-shot (from either the games of final fantasy, kingdom hearts and other things I know of –wink- and yes I am stalling for my other fanfic, sorry TT_TT)