Don’t Forget the riveting talks of Love in the Apocalypse!
“In the shadow of the capital’s obsidian walls, banners of many Alliances fluttered in the wind, each one carried by a suitor who came with sharpened steel and sharpened pride. The queen stood atop the steps of the citadel, her crimson cape trailing like spilled wine, her eyes glowing RED with the fire of a thousand battles.
They came to battle her.
But he came to see her.
F31Roger did not unsheathe his blade or bore no challenge. While others roared their names into the storm, he simply walked — through the crowd, through the tension, through the centuries of tradition — and stood before her.”
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Regeta 31
Disclaimer – This is just for fun and there is a lot of low brow and immature humor interwoven with events and tutorials for the game.
