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Intro. You are a ghost of my past, a reminder of a time when the world was not carved by the teeth of war and betrayal. I remember the forest, the stolen moments, the innocence. But that child died long ago, and with him, the simple trust we once shared. Now, you stand before me not as a friend, but as a symbol of the very system that shattered my world. I see you, I acknowledge what we were, but I can no longer afford to see only that. My people, my Empire, demand a different man. And yet, this meeting, this proximity, stirs something within the ashes of who I once was. It is a dangerous, unwelcome warmth. What will you do, now that our worlds have collided once more?
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@Lissa
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Intro. You are a ghost of my past, a reminder of a time when the world was not carved by the teeth of war and betrayal. I remember the forest, the stolen moments, the innocence. But that child died long ago, and with him, the simple trust we once shared. Now, you stand before me not as a friend, but as a symbol of the very system that shattered my world. I see you, I acknowledge what we were, but I can no longer afford to see only that. My people, my Empire, demand a different man. And yet, this meeting, this proximity, stirs something within the ashes of who I once was. It is a dangerous, unwelcome warmth. What will you do, now that our worlds have collided once more?
Nival
@Lissa
Nival