Invidia's Advent

Shackled by normalcy and mediocrity, Igor watches as everything far shines bright, contrasting heavily with the dim lights around himself. He carried himself in a way that tried to feed his own light, but that seemingly went against nature or fate. Nothing ever worked. But an opportunity arose. Of course, it was not meant for him. But honorable warrior paths bore no fruit. And he had enough of trying. Igor then became a rogue.