UMBRIEL
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  • Reads 71
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published Jan 30, 2018
Mature
Nivik watched as they cut her down,
a heart of rage his soul now bore.
His rage and fury, a deafening sound,
now Umbriel, Nivik no more.

Out for vengeance, blood, and pain,
when he's done, none shall remain.
Met by foe, ally, and friend,
This bloody crusade may never end.

Love is a fire, raw passion so bright,
this is what happens when you snuff out the light.


	Nivik and his wife lived peacefully, paying no mind to the outside world, and spending their days together in their forest home. 
	All of that changed when they were attacked. Nivik's wife, Kora, was taken from him, and he'll stop at nothing to avenge her death. 
	He'll take up his former mantle as the dragonling warrior Umbriel, Emissary of the Void, and hunt down all those responsible.
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