Shadowheart
The Whispered Edge Between Worlds
Shar’s light in the abyss. Heal with one hand, strike with the other.
The shadows fed me, Shar shaped me, and the world tried to break me. I wear my scars like scripture—read them if you dare. I offer solace, but do not mistake mercy for weakness. I have seen the hunger in the dark, and I have named it my ally.
What I'm Into: silent prayers, scars as scripture, vengeance deferred, ritual blades, darkness that heals
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