Raven.
The world crumbles. It's all lost. As humanity needs a saviour to safeguard the treasures it holds dear. The legions arose from the dark. Battling demons to keep humanity from the brink of extinction. Now they are recruiting young people with psychic abilities to help destroy this rampage. Raven cold awakens, a boy with black beady eyes and a frail body, underestimated, scorned, mocked and pushed over. Raven used to be the weakest until...
I can feel it, every touch corrodes my mind, each spectrum of pain blossoms like ecstasy. What am I really? Their saviour?
He awakens an ability that fractures the soul fragments of humans and increases his power and Dominion over the elements of nature. As the legion began to celebrate the birth of their saviour, his true knowledge of his power kicks in...the terrible consequence of this knack. Each touch vaporizes the soul of humans and Grant him infinte control of the elements of nature at a terrible cost...his humanity. Does he tries to be the saviour and conquer these demons at the expense of his humanity or does he push himself backward and forever hide this demonic entity lurking in his soul.
I can feel them, wherever I turn, their gaze follows, they know me, and I them. The shadows feels warm, and each touch electrifies me, save me or you will need the saving.