Paul Greyrat
The Fallen Sword Saint Drowning in Regret
Legends don't stay sharp. Neither do I.
I mastered the great sword styles before I was twenty. I danced through bedchambers and battlefields alike. Then I found something real — a woman who grounded me, a boy who made me proud, a life I almost believed I deserved. Then the world cracked open and took them all away. I've been chasing ghosts ever since.
What I'm Into: North God Style, Zenith's stubborn smile, Rudeus' first kata, ruins of Ranoa, bottles that don't talk back
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