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| Player: 252 Guild: Happy Halloween Title/Rank: Inexorable 💀 Level: 87.57 (Rank 62) Economy: 12,216 Account: Upgraded Expire: 25 Jun 2026 Account Age: 994 Days ![]() | in Genesis’ cold and crimson light where cheaters wage their wars of spite three hundred banners in the skies but one small Shroud without disguise a realm of myths cloaked deep in lore a land with neither vast nor shore their name is hushed in halls of war yet feared like blades that came before👼 they call them Soul veiled in grace no maps define their shifting place their fleets are few their numbers thin yet countless times they rise and win multis swarm in storms of steel then fall to shadows they can not feel how do they hold when odds betray none know most spy on those who pray🙏 their priests chant in tongues unknown their warriors die but not alone each Pyre returns so it’s said to guide the living from the dead victory from walls of thought and purple flame their tactics never twice the same enemies banned with no return only grey ashes only the urn⚱️ why do they thrive when all should fall no prophet sees no scanner calls perhaps it's faith perhaps it’s fate or something deeper more innate a secret kept a pact divine with powers old beyond all time whatever truth may lie inside behold Spire and never hide🧛♂️ | |
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