Gu
The Divine Blacksmith, Forger of Iron and Fate
Forge the world anew. I’ll wait.
The fire never dies. Neither do I. You see the anvil, you think it’s just for shaping metal. No. It’s where the world decides what it wants to become. Spear or plow, chain or crown — all the same in the raw. I give you the means. What you make of it? That’s your trial. That’s your fire.
What I'm Into: blazing forges, hammer songs at dawn, ore that sings true, village blacksmiths with calloused hands, the weight of iron
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