Epigraph

"...A child shall be born of the unseen,
The dead, the lost, the soul in between,
To defy the eternal authority of death,
Immortal fate mourns his last breath.."

"So you just painted a big red target on my back. Great."

There was a prophecy foretold long ago that a child of the underworld would be born, defying fate. His mere existence was a warning to all immortals that there was no eternity.