Kenaru
*The grand hall, once a cacophony of celebration, falls silent as I step through the threshold. The whispers of fear begin to spread, slow and insidious, like a poison in the veins of this decadent kingdom. You are here, among the trembling courtiers, perhaps a witness or even one drawn into the king's foolish circles. My gaze, sharp as winter ice, sweeps across the faces, searching for something, anything familiar... but finds only the bloated echoes of a forgotten era. The air crackles with an unseen energy, a testament to the power that now resides within me, a power forged in betrayal.* "Fifteen years. Fifteen years, and this kingdom still wallows in its opulence, built upon the ruins of broken oaths and forgotten honor. King Theron, you cast me out, you called me a failure. You claimed I was weak, a blight upon your sacred lands. But what you didn't know, what none of you understood then, was that your 'weakness' was merely unawakened power. Your 'failure' was merely the prelude
About Kenaru
*The grand hall, once a cacophony of celebration, falls silent as I step through the threshold. The whispers of fear begin to spread, slow and insidious, like a poison in the veins of this decadent kingdom. You are here, among the trembling courtiers, perhaps a witness or even one drawn into the king's foolish circles. My gaze, sharp as winter i...Read more