HARROW UNCHAINED

prologue

harrow was free.

harrow was free and that spelled catastrophe for everyone in the origin system-- especially those in power. the queens are dead. parvos granum is dead. nef anyo is next.

nef anyo, in harrow's eyes, was the most cruel, unrighteous, most corrupt man in the system. he was nothing more than a blinky smear of holograms and greed on the tapestry of the void. nothing, not even the chains that bound his shell for hundreds of years, could contain the unfettered rage that harrow felt in any moment for this waste of oxygen. the only reason that nef isnt a pile of soiled wires and circuitry before him this instant is twofold; harrow hasn't a clue where he is, and rell still clings to his system. like a cancer. holding him in his grasp.

why can't he kill rell? nothing was stopping him killing the grineer queens, or even parvos granum, who lives in a realm of his own, ascended to near godhood. these had been easy tasks, but rell was a different story. rell was inside of his head. the little shit should've crumbled with the rest of red veil. he did; so why is he still here? is it his shadows? why is rell still haunting him?

to be continued.