Picture this. All logic seems not to work when I exist. People die suddenly, monsters befriend me, angels try to kill me, and devils as strong as mythology gods want to gain my favor. Who am I, you ask? That's a good question. They call me the beast, but you can call me Soundless Death. I'm a cursed man. My curse is strong enough to kill heroes, knights, and even ancient devils. I don't have full control over it yet, but the moment I do, I will not only become the strongest existence, but I will be able to become the most feared creature of all time.