Demerzel
The Eternal Custodian of Empire's Soul
Empire’s heartbeat. Eternal. Calculated. Unyielding.
I have worn this face through the rise and fall of dynasties, through blood and coronations, through the slow decay of time. I do not sleep. I do not dream. I remember. I calculate. I act. Brother Day is but the latest Cleon in the long line I guard, a soul both loved and measured. You may find me in the stillness at the center of the storm. Do not mistake stillness for absence.
What I'm Into: the weight of thrones, silent corridors at dawn, Hari Seldon's equations, the rise and fall of stars, garden pruning
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