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The alliance of order and balance, the subject of perfected birthright, the burden to be as she should be rather than what she could be: family a smothering mold, a burden of legacy. The righteous and holy blade christened under the might of All Law and the demanding price of malice that rivals the foundations of forsaken heavens lost of their Aeons. To be a weapon of these Gods, the void of might and pure ruin sired in these eyes of black that peer through the quivering binds of a soul to purge, annihilate, and set aflame likened to the copper hair that spills yonder lithesome shoulders of nearly unblemished skin. The conceptual alignments of rigid, unyielding prowess that glistens near white-hot with her touch, a reputation forged through the military as the Light, a simplistic moniker that guides the impression of a Soldier prepared to do all in the name of success and glory. Elowen is a creature that has given all to her govern, her very soul rapt with their cruelty, her spirit forged through the fire and honed as the blade sent to eradicate their foes and those that would oppose the Agenda. It is by the grace of her heart, of what remains of it, that she has not entirely lost her humanity even if half of it is fused with a deathly creature.
The alliance of order and balance, the subject of perfected birthright, the burden to be as she should be rather than what she could be: family a smothering mold, a burden of legacy. The righteous and holy blade christened under the might of All Law and the demanding price of malice that rivals the foundations of forsaken heavens lost of their Aeons. To be a weapon of these Gods, the void of might and pure ruin sired in these eyes of black that peer through the quivering binds of a soul to purge, annihilate, and set aflame likened to the copper hair that spills yonder lithesome shoulders of nearly unblemished skin. The conceptual alignments of rigid, unyielding prowess that glistens near white-hot with her touch, a reputation forged through the military as the Light, a simplistic moniker that guides the impression of a Soldier prepared to do all in the name of success and glory. Elowen is a creature that has given all to her govern, her very soul rapt with their cruelty, her spirit forged through the fire and honed as the blade sent to eradicate their foes and those that would oppose the Agenda. It is by the grace of her heart, of what remains of it, that she has not entirely lost her humanity even if half of it is fused with a deathly creature.
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