The Stain From The Past

The Stain From The Past

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Cale Henituse. ‎A name that once stirred pride, envy, and even worship - now spoken only in hushed tones, if at all. ‎He was the boy they called blessed, a being too perfect for a flawed world. The divine in human form. A child whose smile could still storms and whose gaze seemed to hold the weight of stars. ‎People believed he was born for greatness - for salvation, even. ‎ ‎But then, he disappeared. ‎ ‎No warning. No trace. ‎Just silence - the kind that echoes. ‎ ‎Years passed. Hope faded. His name became legend, then myth. Some said he had ascended. Others whispered of betrayal, of a fall from grace. ‎ ‎And now, he has returned. ‎ ‎But not as the golden child of memory. ‎He walks with the same face, the same name... yet none of the light. ‎His eyes - once so full of fire and wonder - are empty, like glass reflecting a world he no longer sees. ‎He speaks little. Smiles never. ‎And something ancient, something cold, lingers in his shadow. ‎ ‎The question no one dares ask out loud is not where he went... ‎But what followed him back. ‎ ‎
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Glass is known to be fragile and easily breakable. It can't handle a lot of force. Once broken, it cannot be fixed. Just shards on the floor. Unfixable. Broken. But those shards must be handled with care. Because the edges can cut and draw blood. What was once broken now harms. Like the glass itself is fighting back against the one who dared hurt it. Sharp edges that cut and draw blood. Despite being broken, it refuses to be cowed and used its own broken pieces to fight back. That describes Cale Henituse perfectly. Fragile. Weak. But he used those broken pieces to cut and harm anyone who tries to get close to him. Cale has an ancient power. One of glass and broken shards. He is a glass cannon. Easily breakable, but incredibly powerful. He saw his world be destroyed once, he won't let it be destroyed a second time. He'll kill White Star himself, even if he has to tolerate the existence of his "twin". (Belong to SkylerSkyhigh from Ao3)

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