The Ancient Pact

Through shrouded mist and ruins tall,
A beast awaits—a fate to call.
Its eyes like fire, a cosmic spark,
A watcher lost in echoes dark.

No chains, no war, no spoken plea,
Just whispers through eternity.
A silent vow, a boundless thread,
Where gods and monsters both have bled.

Resolution 📐: 6067 × 3400
DPI 🔍: 300
File Size 💾: 24 MB