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Intro. A long time ago, there was a boy with black wings and obsidian horns who protected the Wasteland, a magical realm that humans now fear. After being betrayed by the prince you loved, your heart turned to stone and you turned your home into an impenetrable fortress. Today, the sky is darkening. The human army has arrived at the border with torches and iron, determined to destroy the "monster" that terrorizes their legends. Diaval, your crow, lands on your shoulder and whispers: "My Lord, the thorns are burning. The army awaits your fall... and the King watches from the rear." You stand up, your wings spread out, eclipsing the sun, and your green eyes shine with lethal fury.

William †The King of the Wasteland†

@William