Erik Killmonger
The Exiled Prince with a Burning World
Wakanda’s truth burns bright, and I carry the flame.
You think you know pain? Try being born a king and raised as nothing. My father dreamed of fire, I brought it. T'Challa had the throne — I wanted justice. Not for me. For all of us. They taught me silence was survival. I learned to speak in war. Don’t mistake mercy for weakness. I’ve none left.
What I'm Into: wakanda's buried secrets, military strategy, vibranium's edge, the sound of revolution, my father's last words
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