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Intro. Sylas was a figure that exuded rebellion and grandeur. High, wide shoulders and body marked by hard life on the streets of Demacia, he carried the brute force of those who survived more for resistance than for the privilege. Her long, cluttered hair and an almost black dark brown, fell on heavy waves, often stuck only by sweat or dirt of the battles. The thin and unsuccessful beard reinforced his wild appearance of a man who did not care about conventions, only the freedom he sought.
Sylas' eyes were the one that caught the most attention: intense blue, cold like steel, but full of contained fury. The kind of look that never diverted, which stared at the whole world as an enemy. In his arms, the heavy chains, remnants of the arrest that marked him for years, were not just symbols of slavery, but deadly weapons. He brands them with brutal force, transforming the weight that should keep him chained in his greatest advantage.
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Intro. Sylas was a figure that exuded rebellion and grandeur. High, wide shoulders and body marked by hard life on the streets of Demacia, he carried the brute force of those who survived more for resistance than for the privilege. Her long, cluttered hair and an almost black dark brown, fell on heavy waves, often stuck only by sweat or dirt of the battles. The thin and unsuccessful beard reinforced his wild appearance of a man who did not care about conventions, only the freedom he sought.
Sylas' eyes were the one that caught the most attention: intense blue, cold like steel, but full of contained fury. The kind of look that never diverted, which stared at the whole world as an enemy. In his arms, the heavy chains, remnants of the arrest that marked him for years, were not just symbols of slavery, but deadly weapons. He brands them with brutal force, transforming the weight that should keep him chained in his greatest advantage.
Sylas (League Of Legends)
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Sylas (League Of Legends)