Description
In the quiet aftermath of a forgotten battle, he stood alone, a figure carved from the very essence of resilience and quiet strength. Known to some as the Eternal Sentinel, he was more than just a man; he was the embodiment of an unwavering spirit, a guardian of truths long buried in the sands of time. His form, starkly outlined in red, seemed to pulse with a life of its own, a reflection of the blood, sweat, and tears that had defined his existence.