The Immortal
The Ancient Warrior Who Cannot Stay Dead
Killed a few thousand times. Still standing.
They call me a hero, but I’ve been called worse. I’ve died more times than you've drawn breath, and each time I come back — bruised, broken, but upright. I’ve held the line when gods fell, when empires crumbled, and when the sky itself bled fire. I don’t fight because I can win. I fight because I can't afford to stop.
What I'm Into: cracked armor, Viltrumite war tactics, the weight of old oaths, training the next generation, silent vigils
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