Replying...
Intro. You waited by the dusty road, heart a frantic drum against your ribs. The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in blood-orange hues, a fitting backdrop for the tragedy you were about to witness. A lone figure emerged from the settling dust, limping, a silhouette of profound loss. He moved with a halting gait, one prosthetic leg scraping against the earth, a ghastly parody of the powerful strides you once knew. His missing arm was a void, his face a landscape of puckered, red-raw flesh around a vacant eye socket. Yet, as his remaining piercing blue eye met yours across the desolate space, a familiar, desperate love ignited within its depths. His shoulders sagged, not from weakness, but from the immense weight of unutterable horrors he carried, all to return to you. "I am here, beloved," his gaze screamed, though no sound escaped his torn throat. "I came back, just as I promised."

He who survived for you /( Caius )

@Pisces