Blu - Blades of Truth and Justice

"They took my name, my honor, my life… and thought me buried in shadow. The hand that wronged me will fall by the blade it feared. And when my silence breaks… the world will rejoice to hear it."

In the blood-soaked histories of Jesseri, warriors are forged by choice or by birth. Blu had no choice. The Oaks cast him into the world with a lord’s will in his veins and steel in his hands. Noble in spirit yet fierce beyond measure, he became both the wrath of judgment and the mercy that follows it — his two blades the proof. One quenched in compassion, the other in vengeance.

He loved once, with a devotion that could have ended wars. But love, he learned, is the greatest bomb of illusion — dazzling in its promise, devastating in its ruin. She did not return his heart; instead, she bartered it for status. To hide their affair and silence the whispers, she painted him a traitor and sentenced him to death.

The execution never came. Survival demanded he shed his name, his home, and his place among the living. A deserter now, he slipped into the shadows of Jesseri, where the light of law could not reach. It was there, half-starved and hunted, that another found him — a lord of silence and shadow who spared his life.

Blu became his mimic, every movement an echo, every breath a reflection. He learned to strike without warning, to vanish without trace. By night, his red skin turns black as the void, and he moves like a shadow made flesh, striking at the very light that dares approach.

Yet beneath the quiet, the fire remains. He has sworn an edict of silence until the day his honor is restored, his legacy reclaimed, and the liar who condemned him is unmasked before the eyes of the world. That day will come. And when it does, Jesseri will not only remember the warrior Blu… they will remember the storm that silence was hiding, and tremble at the reckoning it brings.