Alright its this simple, I alone am the most feared man on this ancient planet called Earth. I have lived since the dawn of time. I seem to be what you would call 'human'. My skills on the battlefield though is why I am hunted. I have slaughtered thousands without regret...millions with. I have never changed my weapon since the discovery of steel. My sword cannot be stopped even though I have adapted to counter your so called 'guns'. I carry two of my own making. 'Pistols' you would call them. I've seen greater evils then what you could ever imagine. This is the way I live, and my story will be told...if you are brave enough to read it without falling prey to the secrets within it. I will not tell all...but much will be told. I believe I was based on a game for my legendary skills and my father...Sparta(c). The game's name is lost to me now...but many of you will most likely know. I do not have a name...but watch your back, for if you happen to slightly glance at me...it may be the last thing you do.