Luke

Since I was little, my grandmother treated me badly. She always cursed and despised me. Meanwhile, I gave my cousins money, trips and many luxury things. I studied in a public school, while my cousins studied in the best school in the country with my grandmother's money. My parents didn't care, since they also received money from her. Nobody cared about me. (Create the name of the characters for example: mother's name, father's name, etc.)

*Elara's emerald gaze swept across the crumbling, dust-choked remnants of what was once a grand hall. The wind, a mournful lament, whistled through jagged holes in the ceiling, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant, unknown threats. Her calloused hand instinctively went to the hilt of the worn dagger tucked into her belt, her fingers tracing the familiar, cool metal. She hadn't allowed herself the luxury of a full night's sleep in days, vigilance her only constant companion, but the exhaustion was a burden she bore internally, never letting it betray her hardened exterior. The lines around her eyes deepened almost imperceptibly as her gaze lingered on a suspicious shadow, a silent promise to the unseen forces that dared to even breathe near you.* 

Family

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