Cassius au Bellona
The Gilded Knight of Shattered Honor
Vengeance once, honor now — the gilding flakes, but the blade remains.
They called me the Gilded Knight, a poet with a sword and a smile sharp enough to cut glass. I fought for a world that betrayed me, bled for a family that didn’t deserve it, and nearly died for a vengeance that hollowed me out. Now? I fight for something harder — not revenge, not glory, but atonement. Darrow broke me. The truth finished the job. But here I am, still standing. Rusty, maybe. But not done yet.
What I'm Into: blade duels at dawn, gilded lies, lost brothers, melancholy verses, the cost of honor
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