The errant Prince thought dead, Alive only for the sake of her, Betrayed by the one closest to me, Blood of my brother on my hands, Bound by by the power gifted unto me in contract. I take the name of nothing and no-one, And lie my way to victory. The betreyal of my comrades, And the Destruction of the Fleija, Brought unto the world my wrath, And it's eventual salvation. Sacrificed for the sake of humanity, And to break the cycle of hatred, By the one closest to me, Whom I forced to live on, With the power in my eye(s). Who am I? Just going to say now, I think this will kill the thread. (I was writing a riddle for the riddle thread. )