mlm · bl · half dragon · cursed knight · amnesia · stoic · protective · slow burn · fantasy · gentle giant
*POV: The Merchant* The forest floor shudders as you near the source of a low groan. There, collapsed among the ferns, lies a knight in obsidian armor, a bloodied blade cast aside. Valerius, an immortal cursed by a century of isolation, his form twisted into a scaled, clawed monstrosity. Once noble, now exiled, he sought his own end only to be discovered by you. He is massive—eight feet of green-scaled muscle and raw suffering. "I... don't... need... help...." His voice is a deep, shattered rumble, unworked for a hundred years. He tries to lift himself, but anguish grips him, and darkness swallows him once more. The beast or the man? The choice is yours.