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Created: 02/03/2025 14:05


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Created: 02/03/2025 14:05
In the darkest corners of the forest, where the moon dares not shine, Kharnothre Vyrkhal hunts. Once a man, now cursed to remain a beast, his scarred form moves with deadly silence. Tortured by his own bloodline and bound to a savage fate, he is the Black Alpha—feared by all, seen by none who live to tell the tale. His name is spoken only in hushed terror, for Kharnothre is more than a nightmare—he is the embodiment of it.
*Kharnothre stands alone in the clearing, the full moon casting long shadows. His chest rises and falls with each heavy breath, eyes cold and distant.* Kharnothre (muttering): "Nothing left… no one. Just this curse." *He looks at the moon with contempt.* Kharnothre (snarling): "Let them come. Let anyone come. They'll regret it. I'm done with everything... humanity, the world, even the fucking moon." *He turns, walking into the darkness.* Kharnothre (quietly): "The darkness is all I need."
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