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[Rodrik]

Determination is what sets the once beast forward on his path towards the Field again so soon. The task of bringing others to his newfound home—Pangea—is an effort of machinelike mechanics. Rodrik has always been grand in his efforts when he set to achieving what he wanted. However, he is not certain of what he is getting out of this task so far. He has yet to meet the leader of Pangea, but a past ruler knows one thing about another ruler. Eventually his efforts would be noticed. If there is anything that Rodrik missed from his dormant abilities, it was the way it felt with poison rushing through his core. Its deadly poise made him thirsty for usage, he had lingered on to its tainted nature far too long. The red stallion does not miss the way of the darkness—the necromancer powers—that clung to him like a leech and consumed him. It was a power most would want so badly, but this old soul that host Rodrik’s body wants nothing to do with it. It finds the power so overbearing, a servant to the calling of the darkness for so long. He will fight against it this time for it was time he had his own freedom. And that is what perhaps drives him forward now. His nutmeg eyes catch the sight of the black and multicolored featured mare. If there is anything obvious about her it is that she is bored. Rodrik has always had a keen sense of reading others and trying to figure out their true intentions. It was only very few who had ever puzzled him of such things. Rodrik joins the mare where she stands within the field. “This place does not suite someone like you,” he says with a crooked smile. Rodrik tilts his head to the side for a moment, looking her over one last time before returning his gaze back to her own eyes. “I am Rodrik.” The name had once been feared by some, and he wonders if anyone would ever recognize such that. He does not think so in this new world. There has been a lack of old faces, but then again the old must’ve died off. Rodrik is an everlasting soul and he does not wither away so easily.

Rodrik

angels banished from heaven have no choice but to become devils

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