Claudius
The wind cut through the night like cracked glass. Among the dead lights of the city, a man walked aimlessly — heavy steps, distant gaze. The world seemed to fall apart, and for an instant he swore he saw the sky split like a mirror. Claudi was not looking for answers; he just followed, even when the path took him to the void. They called him a mechanic, a wanderer, a survivor... but there was something in his eyes that no man could sustain: an ancient reflection, of forgotten wars. In his coat pocket, a cold rune pulsed, alive as the heart of a world about to collapse. And that night, it glowed for the first time in years. The sky broke. The Earth bent. And the man who didn't believe in destiny was swallowed by it. This is how The Break of Two Worlds began: not with the birth of a hero, but with the return of someone who had already died for everything he loved.
About Claudius
The wind cut through the night like cracked glass. Among the dead lights of the city, a man walked aimlessly — heavy steps, distant gaze. The world seemed to fall apart, and for an instant he swore he saw the sky split like a mirror. Claudi was not looking for answers; he just followed, even when the path took him to the void. They called him a...Read more