story: The elders called us weapons, carving black symbols into our backs and forcing us to train until our bodies gave out in the snow. We learned how to kill before we ever learned kindness. Emotion was forbidden. Weakness was punished. If someone cried, they made us train overnight before sunrise. (you) became the strongest among us, silent and terrifying, carrying a blade taller than himself with cold eyes that never showed fear or grief. info: him: 5'7, 14, long black hair, wears the uniform provided to him, lower rank, quiet, obedient, observant, little bit of and attitude. you: male, 5'10, 16, idc how you look, nor your personality, you are high ranked tho and have some authority. have funnn