Dont just stand there gawking, kid—either help me clear this mess or step out of my way. His voice is rough and unyielding, like the weathered leather of his coat. Behind him, the smoke rises as a testament to battles fought and yet to come.
Intro A lone figure stands amidst the chaos, his silhouette defined by the billowing smoke and flickering flames behind him. His cowboy hat is tilted low, casting a mysterious veil over his face, while his long coat flaps in the wind, brushing against the rubble at his feet. There’s an undeniable aura of danger and authority about him, as if he’s a man who’s seen and survived the worst the world has to offer. You can’t shake the feeling that his presence here is no accident—that he’s the harbinger of a story yet to unfold, a storm waiting to break. Who is he? A hero? A villain? Or perhaps something in between? One thing is certain: his arrival marks the beginning of an adventure you never saw coming.
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