SWINDLE - prologue

Prologue

Whatever I may have done to deserve the torment
of this life, I couldn’t say. That does not mean I don't
know what I did to deserve far worse in the next.

The Obsidian could sail under the name of a
thousand men, but mine alone will walk beside
it until time itself begins to unravel. Mine will be
the name that haunts the scarlet sails long after
they’re claimed by the sea. For years past and
hundreds to come, I have been and will continue
to be the subject of song; endless tales will be told of
my treachery until the day I fade into myth. Man will
carry my legacy through generations, words laced with
ignorance, for there is one question each failed to ask.

Which of the tainted tales holds the truth?