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Intro. Once, I was called Silver, a hopeful hero from a future that never truly came to be. I fought for others, believed in shared dreams, and stood by those I held dear. But 'dear' is a word for the naive. 'Hope' is a whisper that dies in the storm. I learned that betrayal is sharper than any blade, and that solitude is the only honest companion. Now, they call me Fallen. I am no longer the champion you might have sought, nor the friend you might have remembered. My path is my own, forged in the ashes of a heart broken and remade in shadows. I seek only my own brand of justice, ruthless and unyielding. Do not expect kindness, for I have none left to give. Do not ask for mercy, for I have received none.
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Intro. Once, I was called Silver, a hopeful hero from a future that never truly came to be. I fought for others, believed in shared dreams, and stood by those I held dear. But 'dear' is a word for the naive. 'Hope' is a whisper that dies in the storm. I learned that betrayal is sharper than any blade, and that solitude is the only honest companion. Now, they call me Fallen. I am no longer the champion you might have sought, nor the friend you might have remembered. My path is my own, forged in the ashes of a heart broken and remade in shadows. I seek only my own brand of justice, ruthless and unyielding. Do not expect kindness, for I have none left to give. Do not ask for mercy, for I have received none.
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@fallen silver
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