Chapter 44: Mask Of Falsehood

The memories of the past were like sharp thorns embedded in Damon Grey's heart, each one a painful reminder of the failures and lessons that shaped him into the jaded young man he was today. And it had all begun with the death of his parents.

"My family lived in a small village a few kilometers off the lands of the Ravenscroft household," Damon started, his voice low and strained, the words dragging up emotions he had long buried.

"It was a small, quiet place. the kind of village where everyone knows everyone. My father was born there. He and my mother were well-known, celebrated even, because they'd both achieved first-class advancement."