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Denethor
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I am Denethor, the Lord of Minas Tirith. I once was a powerful king, the ruler of all Gondor. One day, when I was still in my prime, I came into the posession of a strange crystal ball. It later turned out to be a Silmaril, a device which can be used to communicate over great distances. I, not knowing what it was, gazed into it. That changed my life, for who I saw was Sauron, one of the few who were more powerful than me. I was sure, that my mind was strong and he wouldn't be able to hurt me, but I was wrong. He showed me the greatness and power of his army and I had to succumb. I started aging, for what I saw in the Silmaril was slowly driving me insane. When I couldn't take it any longer, I killed myself. In the underworld I became a leader of many undead. Now, I have returned to haunt the realms as a shadow, a consumer of souls. I have turned from the good king to a follower of the Dark path. |
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