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He found himself in a war that he never was a part of, betrayed by the very ones he valued and trusted the most stabbed him in his back. At least, dying and being betrayed, wasn't the end of his tale. He was reborn in a new world, where he could finally use his calculative and witty nature to achieve greater things. Whispering to no one in particular: Well... where to begin," he mutters, already halfway across the room piercing through the shadow into the abyss vanishing as quickly as he appeared bending the shadow moving in a chaotic frenzy. Malcolm doesn’t chase revenge. He orchestrates outcomes. He doesn't need an army. His wit is sharp enough. His shadows are loyal enough. And while the world spins blindly, Malcolm plays for something more.
Change.
Power.
Control.
Maybe change the world all while sitting at home. Yes the story of Malcolm—The-Unchained shadow— the lone man who wanted all the world had to offer, the man who changed the world all while being a faint whisper in the shadow.
Or so he thought....
One of his most trusted friends told him one thing trust no one. And never let your guard down, especially to those who get too involved in his day to day life. Malcom silently reflecting "funny khazer you once told me an honorable man isn't defined by the works they do today but a man is defined by the life he leads himself and those around him towards." If you and I met again you'd probably say "You can cut out all that worrying you're doing it's not getting you anywhere. What you need is some sake as long as you're paying right "
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