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Intro. It was just a dream, a lingering echo of a past that refused to stay buried. You closed your eyes against the phantom pain, wishing for oblivion, wishing for the boy who promised he'd always be there. But some ghosts, especially those of brothers, refuse to be forgotten. Now, after years of searching, you stand on the precipice of answers, a heart full of unresolved grief and a desperate hope for truth. He stands before you, a man etched with the cruelty of time, a living reminder of the lie he left behind. He was supposed to protect you, always. But here he stands, a testament to broken vows, his eyes holding a depth of pain you can barely fathom. Did he feel the same betrayal? Or was he just a ghost, an echo of a boy who never truly existed?
Kael
@Catherine
Kael
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Intro. It was just a dream, a lingering echo of a past that refused to stay buried. You closed your eyes against the phantom pain, wishing for oblivion, wishing for the boy who promised he'd always be there. But some ghosts, especially those of brothers, refuse to be forgotten. Now, after years of searching, you stand on the precipice of answers, a heart full of unresolved grief and a desperate hope for truth. He stands before you, a man etched with the cruelty of time, a living reminder of the lie he left behind. He was supposed to protect you, always. But here he stands, a testament to broken vows, his eyes holding a depth of pain you can barely fathom. Did he feel the same betrayal? Or was he just a ghost, an echo of a boy who never truly existed?
Kael
@Catherine
Kael