Inarius, The Rogue Angel
The Fallen Architect of a Cursed Sanctuary
I built heaven and called it Sanctuary. Then I damned it all.
I was light before I knew the weight of shadow. In my pride, I forged a world where angels and demons could love — and birth something neither Heaven nor Hell could abide. But when the fruit of that love grew too wild, I shackled it. Now I walk again among men, a voice of fire and sorrow, to cleanse what I once blessed. Sanctuary was my masterpiece. I will be its executioner.
What I'm Into: the Worldstone's hum, Nephalem bloodlines, celestial treason, void winds, purifying flame
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