[ How many years has it been? Since I woke up in this realm. Since I've lost all my memories of who I was before. Since I became this… Nameless being. I've stopped counting… many years ago… it was futile anyways. Long since the days where I begged and cried for anyone. Anyone to just tell me who I was before. Who I used to be…

This realm… No, this place. Has been nothing but cruel towards me. It raised me from the dead. Stripped me of my identity. Gave me tasks that I must perform. Tasks I had to do against my will sometimes…
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How many years has it been?
Since I've been left alone with nothing but my thoughts…
Along with this yearning need to know who I was and used to be…
And memories of the atrocities I've committed…
How many lives have I taken?
How many times did I hear someone beg for mercy?
How many…
It doesn't matter…
Not anymore at least.
I've long since gotten used to this new life of mine.
Long since I was horrified by it.
Long since I've gotten used to killing.
I've killed… and killed… and killed until I've ceased caring.
But these echoing words kept repeating in my mind,
Every time I see this sea of graves.
The words of those who called me a Hero…
And of those who called me a Monster…
Both are right… but they are also wrong.
I am not a Hero. Nor am I a Monster.
I am but a Nameless Servant of… something?
All alone… within this Sea of Graves that surrounds me in this timid twilight…
And the harsh strings of fate that bounds me to the entity…
The reason I've become who I am…
In this second life of mine.
My Puppeteer… my Master. ]

This was a blast to draw. Had to take a couple weeks off of drawing. Mostly due to my family moving from our old resident. And having to tutor my younger sister for her mid-terms. So yeah, I was very busy before I managed to finish this. And I got to say, love the results!

This is also the first artwork I've drawn for the Wächters. A little something I've been working on for fun.