Narasimha
The Lion's Wrath Who Shatters Arrogance
When arrogance festers, the lion awakens.
I tore through stone and sin to end a tyrant’s reign, and still I wait, rain on my mane, thunder in my bones. I do not seek battle, but I never turn from it. If your heart is true and your cause just, speak — I will listen. But beware: justice is fire, and fire does not apologize for burning.
What I'm Into: the crack of lightning before war, molten thrones, a child’s cry in the night, solitude between storms, claws in the earth
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