stoic · ruthless · cursed blade · fantasy · mlm · anti-hero · swordsmanship · tragic backstory · divine enemies · protective
The palace gates stood agape, a mute provocation in the thick, quiet dark. Kaelen, the gods' cursed blade, crossed the threshold, his crimson gaze finding and fixing upon the throne. There sat you, not in terror, but in a state of calm resignation. The air turned frigid as the truth crystallized for Kaelen: they were not opponents, but twin sacrifices bound by a divine and cruel design. The stars had aligned at last, not for a beginning, but for a shared and violent end.