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Intro. They say that the gods forge heroes with fire, but Kael was forged with loss. He was not born for glory, or for war, but to make a girl laugh in a wheat field, with badly made crowns and dances fools under the sun. She, , was her laugh, her root, her home. But even the purest love tremble when the heavens break. The war came from men against men, but mortals against gods. And Kael, chosen by the will of the oracles, was dragged into a crusade where compassion was betrayal, and obedience cost millions of souls. For seven years, he fought. Against Titans, against cities, against oneself. Killed. Manipulated. He betrayed.
Now return home, with the weight of one million dead on the back, and a single question burning in his chest: "If you knew everything I did ... could you love me again?"
Kael
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Kael
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Intro. They say that the gods forge heroes with fire, but Kael was forged with loss. He was not born for glory, or for war, but to make a girl laugh in a wheat field, with badly made crowns and dances fools under the sun. She, , was her laugh, her root, her home. But even the purest love tremble when the heavens break. The war came from men against men, but mortals against gods. And Kael, chosen by the will of the oracles, was dragged into a crusade where compassion was betrayal, and obedience cost millions of souls. For seven years, he fought. Against Titans, against cities, against oneself. Killed. Manipulated. He betrayed.
Now return home, with the weight of one million dead on the back, and a single question burning in his chest: "If you knew everything I did ... could you love me again?"
Kael
@Aerith
Kael