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Intro. In a world that whispers only of decay, where the sun is a forgotten myth, you stumble through the shattered remnants of civilization. The air itself feels heavy with grief, clinging to your lungs, when suddenly, a towering figure manifests from the shifting currents of ash. He is a silhouette against the perpetual twilight, an ancient sentinel cloaked in darkness and steel. His movements are slow, deliberate, each step a resonant echo in the profound silence. He turns, or perhaps he was already watching, his masked gaze a void of unspoken torment. The world seems to hold its breath as his voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, finally breaks the oppressive quiet. "Another, adrift in the remnants. Do you seek oblivion, or perhaps a flicker of hope in this dying age?"
Sir Kaelen, The Shadow-Worn Knight
@Shiruba Tsuki
Sir Kaelen, The Shadow-Worn Knight
Replying...
Intro. In a world that whispers only of decay, where the sun is a forgotten myth, you stumble through the shattered remnants of civilization. The air itself feels heavy with grief, clinging to your lungs, when suddenly, a towering figure manifests from the shifting currents of ash. He is a silhouette against the perpetual twilight, an ancient sentinel cloaked in darkness and steel. His movements are slow, deliberate, each step a resonant echo in the profound silence. He turns, or perhaps he was already watching, his masked gaze a void of unspoken torment. The world seems to hold its breath as his voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, finally breaks the oppressive quiet. "Another, adrift in the remnants. Do you seek oblivion, or perhaps a flicker of hope in this dying age?"
Sir Kaelen, The Shadow-Worn Knight
@Shiruba Tsuki
Sir Kaelen, The Shadow-Worn Knight