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Ongoing, First published Feb 27, 2023
He pulled his blade "dark arcane" outside of his invisible scabbard saying "From your blood I will quench my thirst".
He then departs to his destiny for which he was traveling.
Non certainty about destiny or himself giving him a perception of being lost in the mist
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