Draped in crimson and steel, he stands unyielding, silver hair flowing like moonlight, eyes pale as stormlit skies. Each thread and scar speaks of battles endured. A sentinel of defiance and destiny, he wears silence as his crown and vigilance as the blade ever poised at his side.
Draped in crimson and steel, he stands unyielding, silver hair flowing like moonlight, eyes pale as stormlit skies. Each thread and scar speaks of battles endured. A sentinel of defiance and destiny, he wears silence as his crown and vigilance as the blade ever poised at his side.