In a world abandoned by light, the Demonbounds endure.
The greater the power, the heavier the curse.
Will you embrace it?
The Fool
The jester at the king’s side, a fool to all who behold him.
Behind the shifting mask of laughter lingers a will that twists fate and ensnares the soul;
and, beyond the veil, an unseen ambition, silent, waiting, and unknown to all.
He listens, keenly, to the whispers of the Old Gods, and makes of them a power that should not be.
Where others recoil from the Curse,
he alone welcomes it - and drives it to its furthest edge.
By quickly destroying the enemy’s artifacts,
he siphons their power to strengthen himself—
building momentum in combat before striking with a decisive, lethal blow.
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The Justice
Silks and crown have fallen to dust; only steel and shield remain to bear her broken form.
Her homeland lies long since reduced to ash.
Yet from those embers she rises—sworn to spend what little of herself endures, to guard the last, fading light behind her.
She raises her shield, guarding herself and her allies, bearing every blow without retreat.
Her will is unyielding—hardening her artifacts in armor that will not break.
Together, they endure in silence, until the moment turns.
Then she leads the charge— and the counterstroke is sounded.
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