[Introduction arc]
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Deep within the heart of the great woods, where the trees whispered secrets older than kingdoms and the shadows clung like old memories, there lived a green-ranked human—powerful, ruthless, and unfeeling. To call this individual dangerous would be an understatement. Sociopathic in nature, Ari Rayne carved a silent legend across the adventurer ranks—not through brute force, but through cold, calculated cruelty.
They were beautiful, though not in a traditionally masculine sense. There was a softness to their features, an androgynous allure that made people stare too long and hesitate at the worst possible moment. Some said Ari was a boy. Others weren't so sure. But no one could deny the strange, disarming aura that clung to them. Not just their presence—but their scent.
They smelled like freshly baked cookies.
Sweet, warm, almost nostalgic. A comforting aroma—right before the knife slipped between your ribs.
Ari Rayne, whose true name was Halcyon, stood only 5'4". Medium-length brown hair fell softly around their pale, fair face. Their skin looked almost plush to the touch—soft, squishy, and porcelain-like. But their eyes betrayed the truth. Crimson-red irises that burned with the calm intensity of someone who had already decided your fate.
Wielding a slender dagger, suited for stealth and precision, Ari belonged to the rogue class. Agile. Quiet. Efficient. He didn't hesitate. He didn't falter. Other adventurers—especially the naïve blue ranks—were nothing more than stepping stones in his quiet ascent.
He didn't just kill them.
He made sure they never saw it coming.
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[FUN FACT: This story is a fanfic version by the Author ocean calm the creator of the Archiverse world series! Go check that out!]