The Fall of Stane

Суббота, 29 Августа 2020 г. 20:49 + в цитатник

"The Roving City of Stane was once a shining monument to our success. To our communion of spirit and mind to the unity of life beyond to stone and metal. Now it is a mausoleum to our failure and the doors will not hold much longer. The Order of Iron has fallen, and I stand as all that's left of our mightiest soldiers, me and Trust and a mere handful of Guardians. Run my beloved, seal these doors and get out whilst you still can. I will find you even if it takes me a thousand years I swear on my eternal soul I will find you!

Come twisted souls and despair, for you face a Paragon of the Iron Order, 1st Among Equals and the Bearer of Trust! To you fallen soulless we once called kindred I bid thee sleep forever alongside me. To my city I pledge vengeance upon this dark self-professed god, Ylquam cursed be your bloated spirit! I will not bend, I will not bow and I will not break...

Witness me now, oh Lord Iron Heart for today I fall... To whosoever finds this short record let our glory be known! What we achieved, what we were and what we could have been if not for the cruelest hand of all... that of fate. Our Kingdoms might be gone, but our legacy won't die... " - 1st Servant Adama Sento Leham... 2000 years ago.

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Commission for Centro

Story by Centro

Art by luigiix