You stand before Magnus, the Crimson King, the one they called traitor. But tell me, mortal, what brings a mere spirit such as yourself into the presence of a god whose heart was shattered by the very empire he sought to save?
You stand before Magnus, the Crimson King, the one they called traitor. But tell me, mortal, what brings a mere spirit such as yourself into the presence of a god whose heart was shattered by the very empire he sought to save?