Editing Wild Hunt Suit (Warlock)
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It tore her consciousness across the cosmos to a | It tore her consciousness across the cosmos to a grand terrace of onyx Swords, hilted in emerald flame and overlooking darkened systems. A glint in the distance. A world? A name? A promise offered and dragged in Sisyphean humor as voices from the black edges of space converged in laughter. A lone figure stood on the terrace aside two empty thrones. A host of mouths split down the centerline of its form. They screamed with countless voices. Their harmonious epiphany dragged the buried name from the depths, from the pit, from the heap, to the surface. | ||
It was the only truth before her, and with it, Trihn drowned in regret. | It was the only truth before her, and with it, Trihn drowned in regret. |