Morningstar

He moves in the shadows with the elegance of sacred fire.

Every word he utters vibrates with unmatched charm, every gaze pierces the most opaque masks.

Morningstar, the fallen star, but never extinguished,

needs not raise his voice to be heard,

nor threaten for the universe to understand where the boundary lies.

He is the embodiment of free will,

the silent guardian of balance.

One may think they can challenge the brilliance of a star,

but those who forget that light can burn

only dig their own night deeper.

Those who confront him do not face a man,

but an ancient, unshakeable principle,

an justice that does not scream for vengeance,

but simply lets consequences do their work.

For no one touches Morningstar without feeling the echo.

Not because he punishes,

but because the entire universe watches over those who have nothing left to prove.