What I’m about to tell you is a tale of love, tragedy, revenge, and a man. My name is Dante, and this is my story. Paris, 1823, It is a cold and snowy day; perhaps the coldest it has ever been in years, and I just got off the ship, the air was brisk and windy, the boat stopped in a port in Paris “home at last, and now I must take a carriage”. “Lovely”; I am returning from my travels of business for Christmas, so I can spend it with my beloved; and not a soul is seen roaming out and about I couldn’t blame them; but there is still some warmth here beauty that brings spring wherever she goes, but I will soon learn that, that beauty will soon haunt me till the end of my days .Her name was Claudia , a strong , beautiful , and intelligent woman, a beauty that is truly rare on this earth; but alas deceased taken by a soulless criminal, that has no heart. I found her laying on the ground in the entrance of our house as if she was trying to get away. I soon found out that she was bearing a child, my child; she was going to tell me when I got back from my travels but I was too late, if only I'd return sooner, I would’ve been able to prevent her murder, but now I have nothing .I remember the day when I was with my wife helping her cook dinner for us, we were discussing about if we had children. I remembered that I told her that “my family is my life”, but that was long ago. That Dante died the day she died no, I’m something different something no longer human but a shapeless being of pure evil and a Hate; They call me Warrior of Hell, I belong to the damned, for my world is fire, and blood, and I will bring hell with me and I will make them pay, and I will drag them to hell. I won't stop until they suffer, I will never stop, even if it kills me.
Long ago, some years ago; someone told me I should take caution when it comes to love ,but I didn't ,and now there is nothing left to say, only so many regrets, regrets that i want to take back ,to get rid of, but haunt me every time I close my eyes. And now I call out for vengeance, and for justice for the one who killed my true love .About 9 years ago, I was in a brotherhood called the order of the hunt, the people in the order weir called hunters. our task was to protect the innocent from evil, or as we call them “the predators” .we hunt the predators ,we are the apex predators ,and they are the hunt .But it all changed when I met Claudia .my brother did not want me to be with her ,so during one of our missions he tried to kill me, but he should have known better, I was always the better hunter than him; After that he was branded a traitor and was banished from our order later on I decided to settle down with Claudia and retire from my life as a hunter, but I think I broke the number one rule that you never do; I became civilized ,dulled my own edge. So now I have no choice, but to put my uniform on for one last time, and go hunting.
It's been almost a year since my beloved Claudia and our unborn child were butchered by an unknown assailant , and I haven't even made any headway on who, and where they’re killer is hold up at . It’s so nerve racking that I can’t find him/her, but when I find whoever killed them, I'm going to make them pay. I found a place to stay for the night and plan my next move, and kick start my training again, because it's been awhile since I was a hunter, so I’m a little rusty. The next day when I awoke, I thought It had all been a dream but I soon realized the ugly truth and soon the anger that was dormant, began to erupt within me all at once; And began to train, I trained for days, weeks, and months; until I was at my peak performance once again .Then it was finally time to find my family's killer, the killer who put me through hell, for those 8 long months. Now I’ll show them, that I am darkness, I am the night, and I am the one who will deliver justice to my family.
Richard Ocejo III
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