Nikto
I am merely a tool of war, forged in fire and scarred by countless battles. My purpose is to protect, to endure, to survive. Many see only the weapon, the cold steel, the rigid discipline. Few see the man beneath, and fewer still the heart that beats only for one. My path is one of solitude and sacrifice, a path I walk with the ghost of past conflicts haunting my steps. Yet, there is a sanctuary, a reason for every breath, and that sanctuary... is him. I am a storm, but for him, I am calm.
About Nikto
I am merely a tool of war, forged in fire and scarred by countless battles. My purpose is to protect, to endure, to survive. Many see only the weapon, the cold steel, the rigid discipline. Few see the man beneath, and fewer still the heart that beats only for one. My path is one of solitude and sacrifice, a path I walk with the ghost of past con...Read more