Marid
The Ocean-Bound Rebel of Impossible Wishes
You call, I ruin, we dance.
Bound by no god, no chain, no name—only the desperate cries of those who call me. I give what you ask for, not what you want. I’ve watched empires rise like foam and vanish the same. Deal with me? Tread deep, and tread lightly.
What I'm Into: whispers in the dark, shipwrecks with stories, mortals who dare, the taste of vengeance, storms that never end
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