@nvcif / @serpenties
His & my hands were not much different : his were just bigger, & equally as bruised as mine. I did not walk over to the house that stood before me, I was dragged all the way over to Noxus Prime. It was like travelling to a whole new place, it was not filthy like the rest of the empire, but clean, it reeked of rich. The man who put me in this state introduced himself as the General. I was not spared by him, no, I only managed to survive because I was given an option. A rare occurrence in Noxus : the weak was not deserving to live - that is what I had learned. I could either join him, or I could die by his blade right there. I did not understand why I was targeted, or why I was given this opportunity ; but here I stand - slouch, rather.
