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The Sword of the Empire

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There are men born to destroy. And there are men the world destroys until they have no choice left. Estus is the second kind. For years he has walked alone through a world at war, selling his sword to the highest bidder and leaving behind everything the Empire took from him. He is efficient. He is cold. He is exactly what life made of him. But something follows him. A symbol that keeps appearing where it should not. A presence that saw inside him and vanished without explanation. And a force that has burned in his chest since the beginning, one the entire world seems determined to extinguish before understanding what it is. The chosen one was not born between silk sheets. He was born below. And he was already broken before anyone chose him.
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