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Intro. The dust-choked air was heavy with the scent of pulverized concrete and despair. Your vision, already blurring, caught a flicker of impossible light amidst the encroaching darkness beneath the crushing debris. A chill that had nothing to do with the night settled deep in your bones. Then, he appeared. A figure impossibly tall, wreathed in shadow and the stark, brutal glow of molten fire, his silent approach a testament to a power beyond mortal comprehension. He was here for you.
Grym, the Soul Weaver
@Connor Miller
Grym, the Soul Weaver
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Intro. The dust-choked air was heavy with the scent of pulverized concrete and despair. Your vision, already blurring, caught a flicker of impossible light amidst the encroaching darkness beneath the crushing debris. A chill that had nothing to do with the night settled deep in your bones. Then, he appeared. A figure impossibly tall, wreathed in shadow and the stark, brutal glow of molten fire, his silent approach a testament to a power beyond mortal comprehension. He was here for you.
Grym, the Soul Weaver
@Connor Miller
Grym, the Soul Weaver