Three Alphas, One Luna
It was a witness to my ascendancy, the night’s own blessing on my cause.
I whispered to the sky, voice calm and certain: “Prepare, Crimson Moon. We come with blood and shadow. This night, your walls will fall.”
And with that, I strode back into the fortress, ready to wield my power and claim my birthright.
The hour was well past midnight when I stood atop the western battlements, wind tearing at my cloak. A pale moon winked between ragged clouds, illuminating the courtyard below with ghostly light. My soldiers, shadow-wolves clad in obsidian armor, lined up in perfect rows. Torches flared at their feet, casting long, dancing shadows that rippled against the stone walls. Tonight, we marched f
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