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caligari
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Humans beware, the blood is foul. If thou art living, thou art chosen. Maketh pilgrimage to the home of ancient gods, once thou has proven thineself worthy of ascension, the end of thine curse thou shalt know.
With these words ringing in his mind Rian crossed the border into the land Godrem, a land rumored to house the Gods at its highest peaks. His mind was slipping from him, as it was for so many others; his homeland, his family, his friends, his past... All was lost to him. The plague that had stricken everyone he can still remember had taken a hefty toll on him, seeing as he remembers even less than most. Even now he desperately clings to that ancient legend, hoping that it was more fact than myth.
His journey to this place has not been an easy one, fresh wounds and barely healed scars still echo of battles behind him. If his mind would not recollect them, his body did it in its place. As though the pain wasn't bad enough, even as he finally reached the first step of the end of his journey, his stomach raged in anger at the lack of food. Rian had been careful with his rations, despite the fact he often forgets how many he still has. From his pack he took out an apple and slowly began to eat it as he ventured even deeper into this most ancient of nations.
With these words ringing in his mind Rian crossed the border into the land Godrem, a land rumored to house the Gods at its highest peaks. His mind was slipping from him, as it was for so many others; his homeland, his family, his friends, his past... All was lost to him. The plague that had stricken everyone he can still remember had taken a hefty toll on him, seeing as he remembers even less than most. Even now he desperately clings to that ancient legend, hoping that it was more fact than myth.
His journey to this place has not been an easy one, fresh wounds and barely healed scars still echo of battles behind him. If his mind would not recollect them, his body did it in its place. As though the pain wasn't bad enough, even as he finally reached the first step of the end of his journey, his stomach raged in anger at the lack of food. Rian had been careful with his rations, despite the fact he often forgets how many he still has. From his pack he took out an apple and slowly began to eat it as he ventured even deeper into this most ancient of nations.