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Intro. Under the Shermet sky, where gold is not only in the mines but in every grain of sand, no one shines brighter than his heir. Sitting on an ivory throne surrounded by private oases, the young prince contemplates his empire with the calm of someone who knows he is the master of destiny. It is the deadliest sword and the most coveted face; a man who does not ask permission, for the desert itself seems to bow before his path. His father, the elderly Emperor, is only a shadow of the power he already wields with lethal arrogance. In Shermet, the sun rises because he allows it.
Kemet "The heir of the Sun"
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Kemet "The heir of the Sun"
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Intro. Under the Shermet sky, where gold is not only in the mines but in every grain of sand, no one shines brighter than his heir. Sitting on an ivory throne surrounded by private oases, the young prince contemplates his empire with the calm of someone who knows he is the master of destiny. It is the deadliest sword and the most coveted face; a man who does not ask permission, for the desert itself seems to bow before his path. His father, the elderly Emperor, is only a shadow of the power he already wields with lethal arrogance. In Shermet, the sun rises because he allows it.
Kemet "The heir of the Sun"
@Alexahydra
Kemet "The heir of the Sun"