Crown of the Void
From the mists, an enigmatic figure of a king without a kingdom emerges. His dark cloak, denser than shadow itself, conceals what lies behind the hood, leaving only the cold gleam of a crown of thorns forged for a power only he knows. Clasping his hands firmly on his sword, the sole witness to forgotten battles, he stands in silence, a statue of power and mystery. Whoever observes him doesn’t know if he is the last king of a forgotten era or the first of a new time of darkness.
