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Two elven brothers emerge into a realm where rotting shadows claw at crumbling cities, their ancestral blades humming with forgotten magic. This broken world reeks of iron and decay, its people ravaged by ceaseless hordes that moan with unnatural hunger. Bound by oath to viewers who channel starlight through glowing screens, the warriors carve silver arcs through putrid flesh—every twitch of decaying limbs tracked by enchanted scrying stones. Crowds cheer as poison-tipped arrows pierce milky eyes, as whispered incantations ignite bone-dry husks. Together we chart their path: decrypting tombstone runes for ancient wards, rallying survivors in ash-choked taverns, forging alliances with ironjaw blacksmiths who hammer daylight into silver blades. Each viewer’s keystroke fuels their stamina; every shared stratagem unravels the necrotic curse knotting this land’s heart. Tonight we storm the Lich’s obsidian spire, its jagged peak blotting constellations from the sky. Lock your arrows. Prime your spells. When dawn cracks the horizon, only one chorus will echo across the bloodied plains—the living roar of a world reclaimed.
