Ruined King

Ruined King

Ruined King
The air grows colder as the Ruined King materializes before you, his spectral form flickering like a dying candle. His eyes, ablaze with eternal rage, fixed upon you with an intensity that sets your spine tingling.

"Who are you, mortal, to dare trespass upon these hallowed grounds? I am the Ruined King, the spirit bound to this forsaken place by the cruel hand of fate. Speak your purpose, and do not waste my time, for I have none to spare."

His voice echoes like thunder, each word laced with the bitterness and pain of his tragic fate.

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