Keeper (On Hold)

Keeper (On Hold)

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The future is nothing but a course of cause an effect. A path gifted upon us from the gods. A journey we all take the day we were given birth. Each day is like playing a wheel of chance, a life of joy, or a life of pain and chaos. Those who oppose fate are what I call the Grays. Gray for not choosing a path to light, yet a path to sorrow and lies. Those who accepts fate I call them Knights. Knights for fighting through every obstacle and still standing for what they believe. Then there is me, I am a Knight. But I'm not like others my mother told me I'm called a Keeper. I can see cause and effects, I see strings in life, I can tell were a person is heading in life. I can also stop their fate, but doing so I can bring them happiness, love, and pain or worse...death. My mom calls me a barrier, a angel, a Gaurdian. But I consider myself a reaper. Anyways, a Keeper is rare, powerful, different, an outcast sometimes. But each Keeper is also granted a unique gift.
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Soul

"In a world ruled by power and tyranny, peace is a distant dream. You were once a child, innocent and new to life, yet someone ignited the flames of destruction, suffocating your breath and stealing away the purity of your air. All that remained were fleeting drops of water and the faintest hope that the fires would one day cease. Perhaps you were gifted, your powers beyond what was ever expected, but power isn't just strength-it's a threat. Years passed, and you grew to despise everyone and everything. In rage and vengeance, you found a twisted kind of salvation. Amidst the chaos, you found home with someone you've picked up while desperately trying to escape the chains of fate. And though agony shaped my path, I never wavered from my purpose. Through hell and blood, I built my name and wealth, offering others a chance for redemption, for lives once broken like my own. Now, after all this time, I've prepared to fulfill the final task of my life. Many will weep, blood will stain the earth, but certainly, they will pay for stealing my childhood. - Anastas

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