Truth. Love. Righteousness. Goodness.
These are the words that dominated Arcane's childhood. Their entire existence was ruled by these words. Every thought, every action, every breath must be aligned with those words. To turn away from them is to turn away from life.
As Arcane grew older, they saw the world in a different light. What was once black and white, was now a spectrum of every shade of every colour imaginable. What was once good and evil, no longer existed there was only reality.
But how does one escape from a belief? How do you escape from teachings burned into your heart and mind? How do you escape from your own treacherous heart?
- A scarred heart still beats (working title of my story)











