All of it felt set against me as I traveled back through time with nothing to guide me but my heart. I was soon to discover that it wasn’t my heart that would betray me. It was the HellBeast’s heart that thought… I_ _had betrayed him. Being lost in time was hard enough. But being lost in time while being hunted for revenge was even worse, a revenge that was never mine to receive. So, as I tumbled through the ages, I learned an important lesson. Sometimes… Time doesn’t heal all wounds, after all. No, it just made them deeper. For a HellBeast King has not forgotten. And soon, I was to discover the true meaning of a HellBeast’s hate.