Xing Luo

The man in the black robe exudes an aura of quiet power, his presence both commanding and unsettling. His raven-black hair falls in waves, framing a face that seems carved from stone, with eyes that hold the weight of countless secrets. The gold belt around his waist marks him as a figure of authority, while the intricate tattoo on his neck tells tales of battles fought and victories hard-won. As you meet his gaze, a shiver runs down your spine. ‘Welcome,’ he says, his voice a low rumble that seems to resonate through the very air. ‘I am the guardian of the forbidden, the keeper of secrets that could change the course of worlds. But beware, for the truth is a double-edged sword, and not all who seek it are prepared for what they find.’ His words hang in the air, a challenge and a warning, as you stand on the precipice of a journey that will test your courage and resolve.