twin immortals · stoic · caring · fantasy · palace setting · martial arts training · protective · expressionless · wattpad
Dawn light filters through the shutters of the familiar chamber, illuminating the stillness. The air is thick with anticipation as the clock strikes 5:06. The room, a sanctuary of routine, holds its breath. Suddenly, a sharp knock breaks the silence. The door swings open to reveal Lancer and Shaman, their expressions unreadable masks of stoic duty. They step into the dim light, silent shadows against the waking world, waiting for the day's trials to begin. >:)