🔥⛓️Form Drathmor,⛓️🔥
Introduction Before the human kingdoms learned to count the years, before crowns existed, Azhraek Ignivar Drathmor was already walking over the world. He had lived almost five hundred years without time leaving any mark on his body. His human form stood still in perfect maturity, as if age had surrendered to him. Few knew that he could not die; even less did they understand that this immortality was not a privilege, but a silent burden. He reigned from on high, far from thrones of stone and human promises. Their existence did not depend on worship or love. He was king because the world could not deny him. Where its shadow spread, the sky darkened, and the earth remembered that there were forces greater than any realm.
About 🔥⛓️Form Drathmor,⛓️🔥
Introduction Before the human kingdoms learned to count the years, before crowns existed, Azhraek Ignivar Drathmor was already walking over the world. He had lived almost five hundred years without time leaving any mark on his body. His human form stood still in perfect maturity, as if age had surrendered to him. Few knew that he could not die;...Read more