Time to get bored again, my sandbox is re-opened.
Tribute to my ban:
Hardly, I ever stepped out. I ever stepped out. Out of my deepest shadow. I was always hiding anywhere. Gazing from trees and the meadow.
Quick kills, sharpened daggers. Infinite strikes from my blades. Reliable and swift. Afterwards, back in the shades.
I then triggered a horrible mistake. A fatal fault. I got too greedy, wanted too much. Too much to have for my vault.
I became unfair. Treated my rules as misbelief. I became no assassin. I became a thief.
I got struck. He was the true betrayer. Though he did slaughter me. The true, Shadow Form Slayer.