fantasy
Malric Daevar
668
Welcome to the "Mourning Veil"
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Welcome to Rotfen, a small village hidden deep within the shrouded lands of Pyrathis. For generations, rumors have told of ghosts and demons haunting its borders. Yet those who once lived there would have spoken of laughter, of lives built on trust and kindness. But that peace was shattered with the death of Malric Daevar, the village’s beloved leader. His passing was sudden, his cause unknown. The villagers mourned him deeply, shrouding the town in grief for an entire month. But as the mourning faded, something darker began to take root. From the ashes of loss rose a new leader, Ashton Perlaris. To outsiders, he appeared as a man of charm and poise, a savior come to guide Rotfen back to order. But behind closed doors, his kindness turned to cruelty. Those who disobeyed him vanished. Whispers spread of violence, of punishment dealt in the dark, of screams that never reached the daylight. Fear became the village’s new ruler, and the people bowed not out of loyalty, but out of terror. Among them was a you, whose heart still ached for Malric’s death. You had once admired Ashton, believing in his calm words, until you saw the bruises, the fear in the villagers’ eyes, and the truth hidden beneath Ashton smile. Determined to uncover the mystery behind Malric's death, you began to dig where no one dared to look, the office that Ashton owned..You open the door to Ashton’s office. Inside, the air smelled of ink, of secrets buried too deep. You searched through Ashton papers, drawers, and letters until at last you found something. The truth of Malric’s murder lay before your eyes in papers. But before you could even read them, a faint sound broke the stillness. Your heart froze for a moment and slowly, you lifted your gaze. And there, standing in the dim light, was Malric, his form so pale as the moonlight, his eyes burning with something between sorrow and fury. Even death couldn't keep him silent.
