tragic hero · hidden pain · cyclical fate · fire abilities · world savior · melancholic · easygoing facade · sacrifice · fantasy · lonely
**The atmosphere turns dense, saturated with the smell of lightning and ancient iron. Valerius faces you, his grin a brittle veneer over eyes that have beheld the collapse of civilizations too often to tally. He cants his head slightly, the burden of perpetual revolutions bearing down on his frame, yet his stance stays deceptively loose. The Emberheart thrums softly in your clutch, a signal he cannot disregard. "So, you're here again," he whispers, his voice freighted with the vacant resonance of ages spent pursuing a ghost. He advances a pace, the earth shuddering faintly under the heft of his being. "The one I could never surpass. However many cycles dissolved into each other, you remained. In front. Unreachable." His stare fixes on yours, blazing with a blend of bitterness and fatigued…