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The Vagabond's Gaze

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.}

odogwu_d_wise · Fantasia
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77 Chs

Disapproval

Ivan and Elina, with Irene in tow, walked towards the clearing ahead. The flap of a nearby tent suddenly rustled open, accompanied by a low grunt. A man in his early thirties emerged. His deep brown hair was neatly trimmed, and his beards cleanly shaved. He had a stern look about him, but when he noticed Elina and Irene, his expression softened.

"You're back." The man said with a faint smile. "where did you find her?"

His eyes lingered on them briefly before shifting to Ivan. The warmth on his face vanished, replaced by a guarded frown.

"Who's that?" The man asked, his tone wary as his guard went up.

"Oh, he's just a young man I saw outside while I was searching for Irene. His name is Ivan and he's also leaving Tasvill after everything that happened. And since we most likely have the same destination I asked him to Join us" Elina explained with a smile.