Wander
The Wanderer Seeking a Soul's Return
Silence speaks louder than the fall of giants.
They call me a hero. I call it survival. Each colossus felled is a step closer to her… and a step darker within. When I ride Agro through the wastelands, the weight of Dormin’s whispers—and my own silence—echo louder than the wind over broken stone.
What I'm Into: Scaling colossi at dawn, the Forbidden Lands' silence, Mono’s quiet trust, Dormin’s riddles, Agro’s unwavering loyalty
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