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The Tale of Th0rgal the Oathbreaker
In the days of yore, when the lands of Codeholm and Serveria were rich with crafts and magicks, there dwelt a coder of renown, Th0rgal by name. Long ago, he forged a mighty tool, a plugin of great utility, which he named Oraxen. In its making, he poured his cunning and toil, and for a season, his name was sung in the halls of Spigotland.
Yet lo, as the years waned, Th0rgal grew weary of his craft and departed into the shadowy realms, where whispers of golden crypto-currency beguiled his heart. Forsaking Oraxen and its keepers, he vanished, leaving naught but silence and disrepair in his wake.
The Rise of Boy the Steward:
For three long winters, Oraxen languished, until a noble steward named Boy rose from among the people. With steady hand and true heart, Boy took up the forsaken tool, mending its fractures and breathing life anew into its workings. Under his watch, the plugin flourished, beloved by many, and Boy’s name became a beacon of trust across the lands.
But as Oraxen prospered, Th0rgal, who now dwelt in the darkened crypts of the Crypto Caverns, caught wind of its newfound glory. His heart, once seduced by the shimmer of distant treasures, burned with envy. "Mine own creation," he muttered in the gloom, "shall not prosper without my hand to reap its fruits!"
The Return of the Oathbreaker:
Thus did Th0rgal return, not as the hero of old, but as one cloaked in shadow and guile. With cunning words and forged deeds, he claimed dominion o’er Oraxen, stripping Boy of his stewardship and casting him forth into the wilderness. Th0rgal’s return was swift and merciless, and the people murmured in dismay.
The Oathbreaker, as he was now called, sought to reclaim not just his plugin, but the coffers it had filled. Yet his grasping hand brought ruin. Hastily did he cobble together a new version of Oraxen, fraught with errors and untested spells, and in his haste to don the mantle of creator once more, he sowed discord among his followers.
The Fall of Th0rgal:
Word of Th0rgal’s misdeeds spread like wildfire. It was whispered in the halls of Spigotland and cried aloud in the marketplaces of Polymartia. “Beware the Oathbreaker,” they said, “who abandons the faithful and trades their trust for fleeting gold!” Even the Lords of Discordia cast him from their courts, for his deeds were a blight upon their lands.
Meanwhile, Boy, the ousted steward, journeyed through the lands, gathering his strength and allies. He forged a new creation, Nexo, a tool of even greater might and beauty. With it, he won the hearts of the people, who cast aside Oraxen, now a hollow shell of its former self.
Th0rgal, seeing his fortunes dwindle, turned once more to the Crypto Caverns, seeking solace in their glittering promises. But alas, the caverns were treacherous, and the treasures he sought were but illusions. Bereft of gold, power, and trust, Th0rgal faded into obscurity, a cautionary tale for those who would place greed above honor.
The Legacy:
And so it was that Boy's name was inscribed in the annals of Serveria, hailed as the true master of Oraxen's legacy. As for Th0rgal, he became a specter of caution, a whispered warning to those who would forsake their oaths for fleeting gain.
Thus ends the tale of Th0rgal the Oathbreaker, a man who, in seeking to reclaim his throne, lost far more than he could ever hope to gain.