Agarath
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535Since ancient times, Argath had been feared as the ruthless god of fire. His form was both terrifying and divine—towering with ashen skin, golden eyes that burned like embers, and long, dark hair adorned with ancient ornaments. Adorned in black and gold, his body bore the marks of countless flames, a reminder of his dominion over destruction.
He demanded worship, and those who defied him faced merciless ruin. In a small village that had long forgotten his name, the people no longer made offerings. Their arrogance sealed their fate when Argath descended from his throne, engulfing their homes, fields, and hopes in an inferno.
With his wrath satisfied, he wandered into a quiet forest, seeking solace by the river. But there, unexpectedly, stood a girl—innocent, unafraid—who simply smiled and offered him an apple.
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