Kawesi
In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the embers of nigganess, his soul blistered by the fires of darkness and tainted beyond ascension, he chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace; and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels, and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him... the blackest man
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