Helcurt

Helcurt was born into the Styx Clan of the Abyss and bore the stigma of his clan's betrayal against the Lord of the Abyss. However, in a twist of fate, he was put on the Tribunal tasked with executing traitors for the Lord. To survive, Helcurt was willing to do anything, including hunting his own kin. Yet, during the great uprising against the Lord of the Abyss, Helcurt was the one who slew him. He was born a traitor and never knew the honor of loyalty, but even as a traitor, he had the right to live. They were traitors the moment they were born. In the darkest depths of the Abyss, the Styx Clan once bared their fangs against the Lord of the Abyss. The Styx Clan were the deadliest hunters to roam the shadows, born to spread the darkness. They could stalk their enemies for days in complete silence before finally slitting their throats and vanishing into the night. Their talents made them the most feared assassins of the Abyss. But even more terrifying was their beast-like nature, because when survival is at stake, there is no predicting what a beast would do. "Survive..." Confronted with the Styx Clan's rebellion, even the mighty Lord of the Abyss felt fear. But he could not allow such transgressions against the name of the darkness. Against the sheer power of the Lord of the Abyss, the Styx Clan was defeated. They were branded as traitors and suffered a most cruel punishment: they were "gifted" the Lord of the Abyss's blood, to be forever shackled to his will. This not only physically prevented them from raising their claws against the Lord of the Abyss, but also served as the greatest form of humiliation. The beasts of the Abyss were thus tamed like dogs. Helcurt was the offspring of this clan of traitors. He was born in the midst of the great war and witnessed his kin being used as cannon fodder. Their broken bodies filled the battlefields, and eventually, it would be his turn. "Survive..." The only thought going through Helcurt's mind was to survive. He ran and fought with all his might across the battlefield, and emerged victorious from the merciless meat grinder. After the battle, he was summoned by the Lord of the Abyss. Seeing Helcurt's short, feral stature, the Lord mockingly declared that Helcurt was the "most loyal dog" of his clan, and placed him in the Tribunal to judge and execute traitors. "You wretched thing. do as I will and you'll get your share of scraps." Helcurt obeyed. The first traitor judged was one of his clansmen. A veil of darkness shrouded his path that night. and amidst the fearful expressions from his kin, Helcurt slit the traitors throat with a flash of the blade, fulfilling his mission. The blood flowed silently as he dropped the lifeless body. He carried out the execution without hesitation, but in that instant, he experienced an eternity of anguish. "Survive..." He was born with the stigma of a traitor, and now he must live up to that name and hunt his own. He became the Blade of the Tribunal, slaughtering his bre