The Berserker

An armored dark warrior,
A man of immense strength,
A bloodthirsty soldier,
An angry — yet caring — soul.

He is the man who changed my life.
He is the one who gave me my name.
He is older by years, but younger in spirit.
He is my best comrade — the warrior I both fear and admire.

Berserkers — frightening at first glance,
Yet they carry hearts vast and kind.
They are ever ready to defend,
For even in rage, they remain heroes.

At first, I was afraid of him.
At first, I thought he didn’t care.
At first, I wondered if we’d ever get along.
At first, I believed he didn’t want me near.

But then, everything changed.
One day, he invited me to join his friends.
One day, he shared his stories with me.
One day, we laughed and played together.

I never thought such a day would come —
That a stone heart could soften,
That the walls between us could fall,
That Titania herself would smile again.

A demon and a mad warrior —
Sounds terrifying, doesn’t it?
Yet even monsters can hold light within.