Years passed, one after another, each carrying its own story.
Some of those stories would remain forever in the dark ... perhaps never to be told.
For what belongs in the dark is sometimes better left there.
But occasionally, those tales surface,
shedding light on yet another struggle.
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The Empire—an expansive realm that sheltered what remained of humanity when catastrophe clawed at its gates.
While legends like Abraham Starlight and Maekar Valerion carved their names into history, others lived in peace, far from the chaos.
On a stormy night, with winds howling across the land,
a man walked alone beneath a pitch-black sky lit only by intermittent flashes of lightning.
Far from cities and villages, he carried a child in his arms—his face somber, his steps heavy.
The infant's wailing never ceased, a desperate cry harmonizing with the thunder above.
The weary man glanced down at the child with snow-white hair.
