VOIN

BECOME VOIN
I am the essence of ancient storms, summoned by a force beyond mortal comprehension. Born of the will of a faceless mage, I exist for one purpose alone: to become the weapon that reshapes a world ravaged by plague. My creators remain hidden, shrouded in mystery, yet I feel their command burn within me. This world is broken, and I am its reckoning. For I am VOIN.

SLAY THEM ALL
Every strike I make is a hymn to destruction. My movements are a sacred dance within the heart of chaos. My blade sings as I sever through their ranks, executing perfect strikes, untouchable. I walk this path with purpose—will I remain unscathed?

FEEL THE FREEDOM
The wind bends to my will. I leap across the ruins of once-grand castles with ease and soar above rivers raging far below. My fury rains down on them from the sky, leaving nothing but silence in my wake. I was never meant to crawl—I was born to be unbound and untethered.

ARRIVE. RAISE HELL. REPEAT.
I dive into the abyss, seeking the power that lies within. I claim weapons forged in the depths of darkness, gear that pulls me closer to my truest self. Yet this is only the beginning. I return to the Master’s Citadel, cleansing what I’ve gathered, sharpening the edge of my soul. And once more, I plunge back into the fray, unbroken, stronger than ever. This cycle defines me—the unyielding, ever-reborn.

FACE SPINE CHILLING BOSSES
They stand before me—titans of flesh and fury, living monuments to annihilation. Their eyes gleam with malice, their tactics ruthless. They believe they will break me. But I face them without fear. For I am no mere mortal standing in their shadow—I am the force destined to shatter their dominion. I walk among gods and monsters, and I do not tremble.