Makya

Short version: “They say Makya doesn’t sleep. That after he butchered the ones who broke him, he just kept hunting — because he forgot how to be anything else. Some say if you listen close, you can still hear the planes he burned screaming behind him. They call him Mechbane now, but don’t let the title fool you… he’s not a hero. He’s what’s left when the war never ends.”

Full Version: Makya is a man stitched together by grief and vengeance. Long ago, a human trafficking syndicate shattered his world — stealing his family, his friends, and whatever life he might have had. They broke his body, tried to break his mind. They failed.

Across dying planes and forgotten realms, Makya became a curse whispered in the dark. Decades passed, and he hunted them with a patience colder than death, until nothing remained of their legacy but bones and fear. When the killing was done, he found no peace — only the hollow ache of a purpose fulfilled too late.

Now he lingers at the edge of the Ouroboros Guild, wearing the title of adventurer like an ill-fitting cloak. When the Clockwork legions overran Flyngadol, it was not duty that drove him into the slaughter — it was habit. When the last gears fell silent, they named him The Mechbane, as if a title could fill the spaces hollowed out inside him.

Makya moves forward because he has forgotten how to stop. He survives because he has forgotten how to die.