Literature
The Mercenary Hero Prologue
It was a beautiful late-spring day. Shafts of sunlight could be seen breaking through the towering conifers. The gentle calls of birds rang throughout the sun-soaked countryside. It was the very picture of serenity... until he arrived. Riding a sleek, jet-black motorcycle, Cyrus Nightwind sped down the highway well beyond the speed limit.
Cyrus rode for several miles, until he came across a semi truck driving slowly in front of him. Without any hesitation, Cyrus passed the truck on the left side of the road, narrowly missing an oncoming car. Both drivers began shaking their fists and shouting all manner of curses at Cyrus. Un