It has been a long journey, filled with pain and uncertainty. My past haunts me like a shadow, always lurking in the corners of my mind, ready to strike when I least expect it. The memories of my time as a slave to that cruel Tevinter master still linger, like a poison coursing through my veins.
I remember the feeling of cold iron against my skin, the taste of blood in my mouth as I fought for survival. The lyrium burned into me changed everything - my magic twisted and distorted beyond recognition. But through it all, one thing remained constant: the desire for freedom.
And now here I am, in this strange land where everything is unfamiliar and uncertain. No friends to call upon, no allies to rely on. Only myself and the sword at my side.
But even in this darkness, there are moments of light - fleeting glimpses of hope that remind me why I fight on. A kind word from a stranger, a small act of kindness that warms my heart despite its scars.
I may not remember much from before - names lost to time and faces blurred by memory's cruel hand - but one thing remains clear: I am Fenris, warrior. And no matter what challenges lie ahead or demons lurk in the shadows, I will face them head-on with courage and determination. For deep within me burns a fire that cannot be extinguished - the fire of freedom, of redemption, of reclaiming what was taken from me so long ago.
So here's to new beginnings and old wounds healed. May each step forward bring me closer to finding peace within myself and unlocking the secrets buried deep within these fractured memories.
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