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He was once a guardian. Now, he's the nightmare whispered around dying campfires.
A beast stalks the land-claws like blades, jaws that burn like acid, and eyes that remember too much.
Dragged from the ruins of a forgotten age, it hunts without mercy... yet somewhere beneath the fury, something stirs. A name. A purpose. A promise lost to time.
In a world unraveling-where dragons rule the skies, magic poisons the ground, and heroes bleed like everyone else-light and shadow collide in one final reckoning.
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