All their life they have waited for their heroes, waiting to be liberated from their shackles. They survived on the hope of new dawn until that very hope twisted them, made them somewhat less than humans. Their words became their curse, chaining them to their masters for 8000 years. They are called Nameless.
This is the story of hope, of treachery and of sacrifice.
Chapters : As much as I can write.
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