The memory came as a flash.

"You are the Queen's Executioner!" The mysterious voice cackled.

The flashes of memory bored into my mind, as if I were shot by a rifle.

"Go, my love, for you were chosen by the Gods! We shall never see each other again!" The crystal ball vanished before my very eyes.

"W-wait! Where do I go? Come back!" I stammered.

"Go where your heart tells you, bring a dagger to the hearts of your foes!" The voice answered.

That was it. I. . .

I am the Executioner.