Relic bound Zero:

Relic bound Zero:

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In a time where the first 7 legendary heroes where called fourth. A unique yet strange hero arose to the call. A hero with a strong binding to the undead and a strange power to inflict curses and illness to those unfortunate to anger him. He was seen as an anomaly and a mistake by the king and the devine hero. One day the devine hero and the storm hero plotted against the cursed hero. The two heroes teamed up and framed the cursed hero for forcing himself onto the storm hero and attempted murder of the youngest princess. He was then exiled and seen as a no good criminal. He slowly began to make a new party. This is the adventure of the mysterious and misunderstood story of the cursed hero...
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Long ago, the Void claimed a soul of humankind, stripping away their name, their history, their face. All memory of them faded from the world, save for the chorus of whispers the Void left behind. Thus they became The Nameless Whispered One - forgotten, yet forever haunted. But though the Void unmade them, it also left them tools. The Nameless moved like a shadow across stone, their steps forgotten as soon as they were made. Doors barred to others opened at their touch, for no lock remembered to resist them. Their daggers struck unseen, their enemies already fallen before their names could be spoken. Where others saw a curse, the Nameless carried silence as a blade. Yet even shadows need an anchor. In the halls of the evergreen court lived a princess, ageless as the trees from which her crown was carved. Her memory was unbroken, her gaze unshaken. Where all others forgot the Nameless moments after meeting them, the princess remembered. Always. She walked beside them when no one else could. She stayed their hand when the whispers urged blood. She gave them a place in her story, when they had none of their own. The people feared her choice. They whispered that she risked her throne and her immortal line by binding herself to a soul touched by the Void. But still she kept the Nameless at her side - the forgotten blade and the eternal princess. Together they became a legend: one lost, one unyielding. The Nameless slipped through shadows, unseen and unremembered, while the princess stood radiant, the only one who could call them back from the abyss. And so the tale is told: when a shadow passes silently through the forest and no one recalls its shape, it is the Nameless at work. And when you see a lone princess walking the moonlit woods, know she is not alone - for her memory is the one chain the Void itself could not break.

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