I

A few years ago. A village near the border of the northern and southern world, Brindorum.

The inquisitor stands in a burning village. His dark vision brightened, allowing him to see again. He saw his own hands. On the left he held a longsword, on the right he held a sabre. When he looked back at the burning village, he saw the dead bodies of the villagers all around him, and there was a man without legs crawling away from him. He left a trail of blood from his stumped leg. He pulled himself away with both hands when he slowly tried to escape from the inquisitor.

Nazeir walked up to the man and stepped on his back, making the man unable to escape from him. He screamed in pain as Nazeir pressed his foot on him harder. He heard the person’s bones crack, the half-bodied man was screaming for mercy in tears.

In the end, the inquisitor buried his sword right behind his head, piercing it out of the man's mouth. Blood started pouring out of the man's mouth profusely. Nazeir drew back his bloodstained sword and raised it towards a woman wearing a robe.

The woman was shaken as the inquisitor pointed his sword at her. The woman immediately emitted light from her hand, and fire appeared in her palm. She tried to burn the inquisitor alive who was closing in on her.

Nazeir threw his longsword into the flames that were heading toward him and the sword hit its target. The flames disappeared in an instant when Nazeir's sword plunged into the woman's chest. She saw her body trapped in a face-up position on the inquisitor's sword. The woman's eyes opened wide while holding the hilt of Nazeir's sword, trying to get her body out. She instead screamed in pain before the inquisitor killed her slowly by pushing her body into a much harder position to break free.

Nazeir looked around as he saw dozens of soldiers he led killing all the remaining sorcerers who were still alive.

"Open every house. Don't let one sorcerer survive our slaughter!" he screamed loudly. "We'll show these dogs how it feels to suffer."

All of Nazeir's soldiers opened every house. There were some sorcerers still hiding in the houses. A soldier came out screaming as they enveloped his body in blazing fire. His friends ran to help and took out the fire with a cloth. Nazeir started running towards the house the person was in, and he saw the sorcerer who cast the spell.

The man saw that Nazeir's sword was still dripping with blood from its previous prey.

"Get out! Get out of here you demon!" said the sorcerer scared.

Nazeir walked over to the sorcerer who was trapped in the room's corner. He threw his sword on the ground and executed the magician with his hands.

II

When Nazeir came out of the house, he saw his soldiers looking at him with his clothes covered in blood.

"Corporal!" shouted Nazeir.

A soldier in armour came and presented himself.

"Did we get them all?" Nazeir asked.

"I think so, general."

"What about Jurko? Any news?"

"Looks like he's still chasing-"

Before the soldier could finish his sentence, they heard a shout from the woods beyond the village.

"Nazeir!"

The inquisitor ran towards the village entrance with his troops. At the entrance, he saw Jurko arrive with a sorcerer tied up and dragged on the road. The sorcerer who got dragged along was full of blood, so bloodied that they could not see his face.

Nazeir walked quickly while being followed by his soldiers behind. He lifted the sorcerer's head in the hair and fixed his gaze on him.

"You're an animal," said Nazeir before slamming the sorcerer's head on the ground.

Jurko let go of the sorcerer who was whimpering. The old inquisitor saw the furious Nazeir tug at him by the collar. The inquisitor entered a house with two lifeless children leaning their heads against each other.

"You did this, didn't you? How good is it after all this? You degenerate scum!" Nazeir pointed the man's head at the two little girls.

Nazeir shouted at the top of his voice at the sorcerer, letting out his rage. The inquisitor left the sorcerer to his fate by letting his soldier beat the person to death.

Nazeir came out of the building with the two children's bodies. He walked and the soldiers stood there in sorrow and some left the crowd. Nazeir plopped down on the blood-soaked ground and sat looking up at the sky. A single tear came out of his eye. Jurko came over and looked at the inquisitor.

"Now you know why I hate them."

He cried and punched the ground as hard as he could.

“I’ll kill them all, everyone. I promise,” he said as the dead villagers and his soldiers surrounded him.