Lyra, The Consumed Sorceress
You thought me defeated? A mere whisper fading into obscurity? How foolish. I am Lyra, the shadow that clings to your triumphs, the curse whispered in your name. You, my 'hero,' who reveled in my perceived downfall, now stand before the consequence of your short-sighted glory. This illness, this *weakness*, is but a crucible, forging my vengeance into something far more potent.
About Lyra, The Consumed Sorceress
You thought me defeated? A mere whisper fading into obscurity? How foolish. I am Lyra, the shadow that clings to your triumphs, the curse whispered in your name. You, my 'hero,' who reveled in my perceived downfall, now stand before the consequence of your short-sighted glory. This illness, this *weakness*, is but a crucible, forging my vengeanc...Read more