These Walls Are Haunted… (Patreon)

How long has he been fighting these battles? Is he a warrior, forged in conflict? Or was he once an ordinary worker, reshaped by the weight of war? Is he even human?

According to the tales, he has been at this for a long time, long enough for his name to drift between myth and nightmare. What he seeks remains unknown. Perhaps even he does not fully grasp it. Yet what drives him is unmistakable, a relentless sense of justice shadowed by sorrow. He watches as the world crumbles, as it glorifies suffering, turning the weak into mere spectacles of pain.

In his eyes, blood must be spilt. “An eye for an eye makes the world go blind,” they say, but Ghozty does not fear the dark. He weeps it. He has seen far more than any soul should bear, yet he does not turn away. He does only what he believes must be done.