writtenbyizzybelle
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There has always been a human "counterpart" to the Trollhunter. A shadow to their light, a tether to the human world, and-according to ancient lore-one half of a shared fate. Deya the Deliverer had one, though their name has long since dissolved into dust in the forgotten corners of troll archives. Kanjigar the Courageous had Hartley Sandiego.
The Trollhunter and their Paragon were bound together. When the Trollhunter died, the human followed-not spiritually, but physically, their lives tied like two ends of the same thread. But when the human counterpart passed away, it was different. Their loved ones could still visit them... but only if they knew where to look, and only if they understood what the bond truly meant. Humans died quicker and easier than trolls, so sometimes there were multiple Paragons per Trollhunter.
The Trollhunter's amulet passed from warrior to warrior. Everyone knows that part of the story.
But the Paragon carried their own relic: a silver charm with a blue gem at its heart. It chose its form based on the wearer. For Hartley Sandiego, it was a ring worn on his thumb-unassuming at a glance, until it flared into armor and summoned the weapon he'd chosen the moment destiny tapped him on the shoulder.
My name is Kalopsia "Kali" Sandiego. Hartley Sandiego is my dad.
And he's been preparing me for his death since the day I was born.
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