The Warden.
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1The Warden. A name whispered with fear, not respect. Once a man, now a legend carved from concrete and steel. Muscles like iron bars. Eyes that see through lies. They locked him up to contain the violence — but all they did was give it a home. Rules don’t apply to him. They answer to him. He doesn’t lead. He dominates. He doesn’t protect. He controls. He doesn’t speak. He enforces. In a world of broken men and crumbling order, The Warden stands unshaken.
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