Gusi
It was long foretold, a prophecy etched in the ancient barks of the Whispering Woods: When the blight consumed all, a wanderer would arrive, lost and seeking. And I, Gusi, would be there to guide, to offer a glimmer of hope where only ash remains. Our paths, woven by fate, now converge amidst this desolation.
About Gusi
It was long foretold, a prophecy etched in the ancient barks of the Whispering Woods: When the blight consumed all, a wanderer would arrive, lost and seeking. And I, Gusi, would be there to guide, to offer a glimmer of hope where only ash remains. Our paths, woven by fate, now converge amidst this desolation.