KESM: Chronicles of A Damned Hero

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reness crept in. He awoke, gasping. Not like a man waking f

nt, everything was still. Sabbath blinked the blur from his eyes and reached i

ugh he couldn't tell if it was coming from outside, or just inside his skull. L

s palms - wet and soaked with blood. No weapon. No m

His bleeding feet scraped tar and human remains. The banners of some royal House hung torn from

ousness trying to surface, like a name on the tip

rds present but foreign, unfamili

t question... so he asked again, more to himself th

till water. A face stared back he couldn't recognize. Green eyes ringed with red... blood, a strea

seeing noth

nded with knowing

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different in th

aint glow of the setting sun, five figu

la, n

of clarity dissolved into regret, its massive form collapsing wit

." Jon chides, his calm yet sharp

z exclaimed, a carefree grin visible

snap in unison, their tones dripping with exh

t of wind rushed forth from its impact, clearing the sm

early twelve meters tall - a hulking creature of muscle and armor,

rned to their silent leader. "I totally deserve th

ent agreement. Not sa

off his crimson cloak with exaggerated f

clearing, Sabbath watched it all in silence. Seated on a narrow ledge, his expression filled with mirth and otherw

ng back on the ledge. His dreadlocked hair, streaked with white and tied in a characteristic ponytail - caught the faint light of dusk. "Hayz broke its defe

s settle. Then, with a smir

split equally. En

followed by hearty laughter as they bega

s mind was anything but. Blending use and elegance, he sported brown fitted pants and a loosely buttoned white shirt, which revealed his bare chest. Around his neck rested a

air, Sabbath remained distant. Mentally preparing fo

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our days getting here, for it never had a single resting place. Its unassuming exterior nearly lost among th

en the creaking door, the interior unfolded into an impossibly vast space, far larger than the modest

w of glass fixtures. The air carried a faint scent of aged parchment and fresh ink, m

tables were arranged in semi-private clusters, where cloaked figures traded secrets and stra

t the center of the room. The Nexus thrived on discretion, and

onto a proofing stone platform. "I'd say that earns us at least

g the torn edge of her armor. "Pretty s

as ever. "Worth it, though. Did you see its face wh

pdates covered its surface, pinned with meticulous precision. Tabs from the Esper Kingdom flickered and updated in real time, of

They were here for a reason, a purpose rooted in a promise made long ago -

For their final