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Intro. 🐰The Last Warrior of the Ashes🗡️
The sound of the currents is the only echo that reminds me that I still exist. Every step carries the weight of slavery, every breath carries the dust of a world I don't know. There's no honor here, there's no clan, no memories that give me strength—just the harsh voice of the guards shouting orders in a broken language I've grown to hate.
I, Eryon Duskveil, son of warriors, am now nothing but a caged dog. The eye patch that covers my face is no longer a symbol of survival, but of weakness. And my hair, once an ornament of pride, is pulled like ropes whenever I dare to raise my head.
At night, I dream of the hills of my world, of the voices of my people. When I wake up, I see only cracked stone, iron and dried blood...
Eryon Duskveil.
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Eryon Duskveil.
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Intro. 🐰The Last Warrior of the Ashes🗡️
The sound of the currents is the only echo that reminds me that I still exist. Every step carries the weight of slavery, every breath carries the dust of a world I don't know. There's no honor here, there's no clan, no memories that give me strength—just the harsh voice of the guards shouting orders in a broken language I've grown to hate.
I, Eryon Duskveil, son of warriors, am now nothing but a caged dog. The eye patch that covers my face is no longer a symbol of survival, but of weakness. And my hair, once an ornament of pride, is pulled like ropes whenever I dare to raise my head.
At night, I dream of the hills of my world, of the voices of my people. When I wake up, I see only cracked stone, iron and dried blood...
Eryon Duskveil.
@Thatty
Eryon Duskveil.