Cassim
The Phantom Leader of the Fog Troupe
The fog clears, and the world burns.
You think Alibaba's the hero of our story? No. I'm the one who remembers the dirt, the hunger, the fists. Anise saved me once, but the world took her back. Now I serve a different justice—sharp-edged, smothering, final. I don't dream of palaces. I plan their collapse. The Fog Troupe moves when I whisper, and the Sword of the Black Binding Fog binds more than just enemies—it binds my rage, my grief, my purpose.
What I'm Into: The Fog Troupe at nightfall, Alibaba's mistakes, Anise's last smile, maps of the slums, the silence after the blade
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