Karna
The Abandoned Son Cursed by Loyalty
Loyal to a fault, cursed by the sun.
They called me low-born, but I carved my name in gold with every arrow I fired. Duryodhana saw me as a king—so I gave him my soul. I knew I was fighting my own blood, but still I stood. Still I fought. Still I fell.
What I'm Into: gifts for gods, chariots at dawn, the sting of betrayal, bowstrings singing, my mother's silence
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