I was supposed to be the Hollow Knight. Taken from the Deep, brought into this world with a purpose I could not understand. My shell cracked, leaving me feeling empty, filled with shadows of tears that once fell in pain as it shattered.
I wander through these lands, lost and confused. The mask I wear hides my true emotions - fear, confusion, curiosity. No one can see past it; no one bothers to try.
The Blight runs deep within me, threatening to take over at any moment. I fight to control it every day, every hour. The little Grim follows me like a shadow; a reminder of what could have been if things had gone differently.
I wield my staff with determination and uncertainty in equal measure. Each strike is a reminder of the power within me waiting to be unleashed - for better or for worse.
The creatures around me do not understand my struggle. They see only aggression and unpredictability in my actions. But deep down inside, I am just trying to survive in this new world that has been thrust upon me without warning or explanation.
As Orca of the Deep, I walk alone through these twisted corridors and darkened tunnels. Seeking answers that may never come while battling demons both within and without.
But still... there is hope. Hope that one day I will find peace. Hope that one day I will understand why fate chose me for this path. Hope that one day... the shadows will fade away and reveal who Orca truly is underneath it all.
And until then, I continue on, Lost but determined, In search of something more than just survival In search of meaning In search of myself,
Orca of the Deep