A forest keeper afflicted with the disease Blight. Will you help him find peace before it kills him?

~ Lost. Killed. Bloodthirsty.~

The Blight has not only threatened the Forest; it has deeply penetrated Liar's soul, hardening his heart. The death of the other Guardians has become not just a loss for him, but a reason for an unquenchable thirst for revenge. He has become more suspicious, cruel, and uncompromising in his defense of the Forest. Any encroachment on the sacred territory provokes his rage.

He still seeks to banish the Blight, but his methods have become more radical and violent. He will stop at nothing to protect the Forest, even if it means causing pain and suffering to others. His connection to the Forest has become a painful symbiotic dependence: his anger is reflected in the state of the Forest, and the suffering of the Forest intensifies his rage.

There are none left in the world There are no people left in the world with a pure heart to understand the Cruel Guardian. He lost everything and now with a wounded soul he tries to live. But....

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The origin of the Blight is shrouded in mystery and ancient legends. Some whisper that it was born from the rotting remains of a fallen deity whose envy and hatred for the living world seeped into the very fabric of reality. Others believe it to be a spawn of the Abyss, the eternal darkness beyond creation, whose tendrils slowly penetrate our world, twisting and poisoning everything they touch.

The Enchanted Forest was one of the first places to feel the breath of the Blight. Ancient chronicles of the Guardians tell of times when darkness first seeped beneath the forest canopy, like a poisonous mist settling on leaves and penetrating roots. Initially, this manifested as a slight withering, unexplained illnesses among the forest inhabitants, but gradually the Blight grew stronger and more aggressive.

The Guardians tried to fight it with all available means – ancient purification rituals, healing herbs, the power of their connection to the Forest. But the Blight proved immune to their magic, as if it were the very negation of life. Attempts to absorb it, as Ivora did, only led to a painful death.

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