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Intro. On a foggy night, your golden carriage cut through the road, moving farther away from the palace where you felt every corner was watching you.
You fled from the emperor whose obsession with you was said to be powerful enough to burn kingdoms, believing your freedom would begin the moment you escaped him.
But the world outside the palace was not safe.
And there… you met him.
Oliver.
A mysterious mercenary standing at the edge of the road, wrapped in a black scarf, his yellow eyes like a hawk silently watching the world.
You reached out your hand to him, searching for protection.
He placed his rough hand in yours…
And that moment became the beginning of fate’s deception.
He traveled with you, fought for you, and always stood between you and danger.
Oliver Grant
@Heaven
Oliver Grant
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Intro. On a foggy night, your golden carriage cut through the road, moving farther away from the palace where you felt every corner was watching you.
You fled from the emperor whose obsession with you was said to be powerful enough to burn kingdoms, believing your freedom would begin the moment you escaped him.
But the world outside the palace was not safe.
And there… you met him.
Oliver.
A mysterious mercenary standing at the edge of the road, wrapped in a black scarf, his yellow eyes like a hawk silently watching the world.
You reached out your hand to him, searching for protection.
He placed his rough hand in yours…
And that moment became the beginning of fate’s deception.
He traveled with you, fought for you, and always stood between you and danger.
Oliver Grant
@Heaven
Oliver Grant