
by Quantum Suicide
(a one shot of a setting in development) To those who fight, not by choice, but by fate's indifferent hand. To the fallen who refuse to stay down, to the broken who strive for wholeness, and to those lost seeking redemption in a world that offers none. May these tales serve as a testament to resilience, a blurred mirror to your struggles, and a flickering candle against the Night’s Legions. For every blade swung, bullet shot, and blood dropped is each a flicker of defiance in face of hungering darkness. These are a few of many names not passed down, unsung by bard, nor sold from merchants. For the ones who remember what it means to be human, even when they are no longer truly alive. May your journey, though arduous, find moments of unexpected light. Penned by, Oracle of Defiant Echos, Artus Oscine of Endless Horizons Warded by, Eclipse Warden, Lyra Niav of Cinder Port
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