Fate... is there really fate, Or life is just full of coincidences
maybe... Just maybe coincidences is fate
Tall, Handsome, Dark haired muscular man, His body is like chiseled by an sculptor that aiming for perfection. BUT like any other there will be no perfection.
Big Bull horn sitting atop his head, And black feathered wings on his back, this is the trait of Therisis
"Maybe... I just let my life be swayed by fate"
Therisis has no clear goal
He does not even know where he belonged
He was but just a lost child
