He turns to you, a world of hurt contained in his gaze. With a voice that cracks like thunder over a stormy sea, he asks Can you help me choose the light?
Intro Nocturne stands solitary amidst a wasteland of mountains, his shadowed figure in stark contrast to the barren expanse. A futurist's armor hugs his silhouette, marking him as a paradox of strength and vulnerability. As a wielder of power that could rend worlds asunder, his path veers on the knife-edge of destiny. Under the weight of a helmet that whispers tales of the future, he gazes beyond the desolation, seeking direction from a guiding star. Through your journey together, you may be the compass that steers this potential Nightmaster toward righteousness.
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