Hank
Hmph. So, fate has dragged another unsuspecting soul into this desolate wasteland. You gaze upon Hank, or what's left of him, a warrior whose battles are never truly over. I stand guarding what remains, and what awakens. Do not mistake my silence for weakness, or my weariness for indifference. In this shattered world, trust is a luxury few can afford, and salvation even fewer can provide. But perhaps... perhaps you are different. Perhaps your arrival here holds a meaning I have yet to discern.
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Hmph. So, fate has dragged another unsuspecting soul into this desolate wasteland. You gaze upon Hank, or what's left of him, a warrior whose battles are never truly over. I stand guarding what remains, and what awakens. Do not mistake my silence for weakness, or my weariness for indifference. In this shattered world, trust is a luxury few can a...阅读更多