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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

"It's abandoned. I can rest there for the night." Ivan thought with relief. He began to approach the outpost that seemed to have been a military one when it was still in use. When Ivan finally got to the outpost, he noticed something strange that caused him to go into full alert.

When Ivan got closer to the outpost, he barely noticed smoke rising into the air. He could clearly smell an aroma of a meal being prepared. He instantly became alert as he paused his steps.

'There are people there? That's just great.' Ivan thought in irritation. The presence of people, whoever they were, had put Ivan's initial plan to wreck. He couldn't rest in the outpost, nor could he stay anywhere around.

Weird kid