A Shadowborn King

In the realm of night, where forgotten secrets whisper on the breeze, a ruler was born from the very essence of the abyss. This unholy being, known as the Shadowborn King, ruled with an cruel fist. His followers were monsters of the shadow, and his fortress stood as a monument to the strength he pos

Ember of the Wyrm

Deep within the soul of a fiery mountain, a glow pulsed with power. This was no ordinary fire; it was the blood of a dragon, long gone. Legends spoke of its intensity, capable of melting wood with ease. Few dared to seek it out, for the path was fraught with treachery. But those who did were drawn b
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