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Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. Everything shall wither at The Ashwalkers touch.
This has been in my head for awhile now, based on an abstract concept inspired by dreams. Suppose through our innate idiocy as a race, the world becomes
consumed in a firestorm of our own making. In the wake of such an event, The Ashwalker would reign supreme. Like King Midas, all that he touches shall bear
his curse. Once all becomes ash, his ruinous plans are fullfilled, and His kingdom will be complete.
-John Alexander (aka SirJohn)
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