As the famed General, I’ve killed many and threatened more. It was my life. The life that was given and I took what I could as any starving slave or peasant with nothing to lose would.
I grew up like that, the nightmares of my past fueling the bloody present and future. It’s what made me good at what I do, it’s what made me his favorite. At least, I think I am.
Even in training when everyone was better than me, bigger than me and stronger than me… all my strength came from reckless and cornered desperation. Everyone else had something to lose, but I didn’t. I had no fear, not when I’ve lived through that already. So, I fought for everything I’ve ever had like a mutt trying to take scraps from the garbage.
It didn’t matter to me that the Beta liked me, that he was my informal adoptiv
