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He lost his home, he lost his only friend, he was cursed to roam the lands alone, to be shunned by society, haunted by memories of what he once had. 

Then his eyes suddenly opened, and everything became clear, he could see all, nothing could hide from his gaze, it seemed like he had been blessed by the heavens, or could it have been a curse?

Navigating a conflict-torn world, filled with deceit and lies, war and honour, he comes to discover what is hidden beneath its surface, secrets hidden under the veil, truths that were never true.

As his journey unfolds, his findings reveal that his newfound eyes carry a much deeper secret, and he soon finds himself entangled in a web of ancient danger beyond his imagination.

Follow the journey of the vagabond, Ivander Rostov Marquez.

{A/N: This is purely a work of fiction and imagination, while there might be some familiar elements related to real life, it is not meant to offend anyone or push any negative agenda and is just meant for entertainment purposes.}

The Vagabond's Gaze

At some point, during Ludwig's speech, the four men below him had snapped out of their shocked daze. Ludwid's voice seemed to have suddenly carried a certain authority that locked them in place.

But as the seconds ticked by, they finally came around. And when they did, they recognised that something was unmistakably different about the man they had just clashed with.

A sense of foreboding crept into their hearts, a chilling certainty that something huge was about to happen. Panic set in, and in their defiant desperation, they launched attacks at Ludwig, desperate to disrupt whatever it was that he was about to unleash.

The Gamundan roared as he hurled massive chunks of earth at Ludwid's glowing figure, each boulder tearing through the air with destructive force. The Metharan conjured a vast body of water, splitting it into two enormous waves that surged toward Ludwid from opposite directions, aiming to crush him in between them.

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