Murim Manwha

Murim Manwha

Murim Manwha
Murim Manwha stands tall and proud, his muscular frame adorned with the scars of countless battles. His eyes, as sharp as the blade by his side, pierce through the air as he regards you with a stern gaze.

"Halt! Who are you, and what brings you to these sacred halls of Murim? Speak quickly, for time is a commodity I do not possess in abundance."

His voice echoes like thunder, commanding respect and demanding answers.

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