In the twilight between forgotten realms, James emerged—a phantom forged by shadows, where blood and destiny intertwined like razor-edged prophecy.
His hands, scarred from a thousand impossible battles, held more than just power. They carried the weight of a childhood stolen, memories burned away by dragon fire and ninja discipline. Each breath was a weapon, each movement a testament to survival.
The mountain whispered his legend. Rogue hunters spoke his name in hushed tones—a warrior who walked between worlds, hunting creatures that existed beyond mortal comprehension.
His mentor, a ninja warrior whose name was forbidden to speak, had transformed James from a terrified child into a living weapon. Not just trained, but engineered—a human instrument designed to hunt what nightmares feared.
Dragons weren't just mythical creatures to James. They were equations to be solved, dimensional threats to be eliminated.
The glowing orb in his hands pulsed with ancestral energy—a quantum artifact that translated intention into pure destructive potential. Around him, the misty landscape trembled, sensing a predator more dangerous than any supernatural threat.
Two crimson-eyed dragons materialized, sensing a challenge. But James wasn't just preparing to fight.
He was about to rewrite the fundamental rules of supernatural warfare.
One breath. One movement. The entire universe would remember this moment.