Dead Kings - Hauntingly Majestic Dark Fantasy Music

Dead Kings - Dark fantasy ambient music for forgotten Kingdoms...
Dark fantasy music blends haunting melodies with rich, atmospheric soundscapes to create an immersive experience. This genre evokes feelings of wonder, melancholy, and intrigue, making it perfect for setting a contemplative and imaginative mood.
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🎵 Soundscape Highlights:
Deep, resonant orchestral arrangements
Ethereal vocal harmonies and choral chants
Haunting melodies and mystical soundscapes
Majestic compositions inspired by ancient kings and empires
🌌 Benefits of Listening:
Sparks imagination and creativity
Enhances focus and concentration
Provides a captivating and atmospheric backdrop
Creates a mysterious and enchanting ambiance
👑 Perfect For:
Writing, painting, or any creative endeavor
Meditative journeys and relaxation
Studying or working in a focused environment
Fans of fantasy worlds and epic tales
All music, artwork and animation on Athena IV are original, created and owned by Athena IV or officially licensed. Copyright law applies.
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[@athenaiv]

To stand at the alter of Dead Kings... something evoking the ethereal today. Hope it helps :)

[@Bonezy1001]

Wheres the art from?

[@JENNY0CEAN]

My love was a king. He now lies in the soil beneath us. I walk on the ground above and sit upon it as I tend to his grave. Thinking about him now, this appeared on my music feed. Evidence of his place as a king in the heavens. I will always love him. Thank you

[@DesideriusTheSerious]

But what was their alteration you speak of?

[@Mad.V1king]

A chill went down my spine…. Not fear or horror….. Calm…. Essence of calm, peace. My mind began to be at ease…. I rarely have these moments. Thank you.

[@pikewerfer]

it is "altar" mate

[@jeffnavarro2563]

A King is either a slave to his people or his will, but never both. One cannot serve two masters. - 1st King of Taldera Thank you for your music, it softens the weight of many burdens.

[@negativezero8174]

God shut up nerd

[@MetalGildarts]

Where is that quote from?

[@cmxfitness6577]

This is probably one of the best ones I’ve heard and I don’t know why. Haunting, sad, but the rises bring with them a sense of achievement, kind of like you’re looking back over the Kings life and seeing the Highs and Lows. Powerful stuff

[@uradeus2808]

It feels like you can hear a distant crowd cheering, and the cover seems to show a king looking back to its glory days from the balcony desperatly hoping to gaze upon these happy memories one last time...

[@dirtyhenry917]

This is amazing, and the comments are something special.

[@Akhenaten66666]

The realisation that I'm going to die has set me free to live and be happy, nothing to get stressed about anymore because there's nothing to be achieved because it's all deleted in the end so just love and have fun 🤠

[@BirdNerd769]

Love this channel. I meditate for 1-1.5 hours a day. This channel is the only thing I use to listen to during that daily time. Keep up everything you do because that almost 1.5 hours i spend daily with your work has made a huge impact on my life. Thank You.

[@davehallett810]

What a haunting and yet beautiful picture, and the music is so sad and yet I'm addicted to it.....

[@denzelclossartpoetryvibes5915]

I love this music, it fits with finding who you are and looking to reclaim what is yours.

[@michelleizoco]

This one is hauntingly beautiful. Perfect for reading and studying or getting work done. Thank you!

[@zerox23454]

Good work is always my friend listening to it I can feel a sense of dread and of strength 👍

[@SirWidely-x2f]

Finally an ambient soundtrack thats not depressing or scary

[@ScoutsOut83]

Agreed. Some of the stuff out there triggers PTSD instead of calming it. Scouts Out

[@SirWidely-x2f]

@@ScoutsOut83 I salute you bro

[@ScoutsOut83]

@@SirWidely-x2f 🫡

[@Promethium666]

this has got to be the most beautiful melody ive ever had the pleasure of hearing, oh my word. thank you. it's hypnotic.

[@Whiledaway]

This feels like going from slowly sinking, to floating above all your imagined burdens. 💤❤

[@Epixelator]

"I fear not the icy hand of death. What I fear, so much more, is that no one will beg me not to take it. And perhaps, still greater, that when I do, no one will weep at the seat I once filled."

[@PatrickSavalle]

Bedankt

[@maths-li9gi]

The kingdom crumbled. Not by a sword, but by shadows. The king's mind, a battlefield unseen. He fell, not in battle, but in the depths of his mind. Yet, from that darkness, a metamorphosis. He rises, not as ruler, but as pilgrim. His crown, not of gold, but of wisdom earned.

[@100toeface]

Or maybe he was just a douchebag

[@bmthfan1231]

Really cool short, reminds me of reincarnation

[@hmcg020]

And as it pierced my heart and time itself, I buckled as both tore open. A fog of disbelief, rage then somber quiet. I am the limbless, voiceless purveyor of torment.

[@alex00657]

In shadows deep where echoes play, The kings of old still find their way, Through haunted halls and veils of mist, Their crowns of sorrow still persist. A symphony of night unfolds, With melodies both dark and bold, Majestic spirits, rise and roam, In darkness, they have found their home. The throne is empty, yet they reign, In haunting whispers, sharp as pain, For even death cannot erase, The echoes of their timeless grace.

[@patman6868]

You have me gripped with a hauntingly strange musical feeling..Life is for living . Thank you . 🙏 4:56

[@wojurera3131]

The calm, eerie stillness, blends with sunlight and shadows of death. Pieces of dust appear as flecks of gold in the sunny radiation, befitting a former ruler in this great castle. There is so much happening in this still moment, which is complemented and descripted partly by the penetrating soundtrack being intertwined with the moment.

[@mrh9177]

The journey was long. The battle was well fought. Rest well, great king.

[@rodjones9781]

It is said we die twice, once when you take your final breath, second, when your name is spoken for the for the final time.

[@Daughtersofthedust]

Wow, never heard that expression before but it resonates with me!👍

[@specialone5118]

это потрясающе

[@KidraBlade]

I was borne to the oath and sworn to the burdens. I learned my lessons and tried the practice of words. I sought neither fame, nor fortune. I wished not for glory, or station. I lacked determination and ambition. I cared not for resurrection. I never found true direction, yet bore dreams and aspirations. I wandered the paths and explored the boundaries I gave to many and tried to take from few. I loved who would allow, and appreciated those who did not. I forgave who I could. I anguished for ones I could not. I encouraged, I taught, and I listened. I hid, I worried, and I ran. I stood, I fought, and I held. I tripped, I stumbled, and I fell. I saw, I cared, I believed. I rose. I tried. Again, and again, and again. I was the world for a few, yet nothing to most. I struggled, I hurt, and I wallowed. I drank, I sang, and I danced. I rejoiced for all. I trusted too few. I took my turn and carried the torch. I spread the light, to those I could reach. I hoped for the ones I could not. Was I a success? Or Was I a failure? I will be judged as both, of that I’m sure. Did I matter? Did I help? I aimed to be more than a whelp Will I be remembered? Or will I be forgotten? I emptied my heart and freed the concerns as misbegotten. I have done my trials. I have carried the burdens, I have fulfilled my oath. I have lived my life. Now in my bed, I can rest in peace, with the truth of my being. I never gave up, and I had my journey, All the way, to the very end.

[@Richard-lz5db]

This is Beautiful Thank you kindly for sharing

[@Privateer_24]

“Not death, but his brother, sleep.” That was our daughter’s tattoo that was only agreed upon if it was in her mother’s (excellent) hand writing.

[@xiwuorsomething8623]

"When I donned this crown, I wished to be remembered. Now, not even my prayers to be forgotten will be heard."

[@xdeadbreadx936]

Once, the stars sang my name... now, silence. How many lifetimes did I guide their hands, shape their fate... yet, even I am forgotten. My temples, once filled with light, with offerings... now cold stone and dust. I remember their prayers, their hopes, their dreams... They needed me. And I... I needed them. Is this what remains for gods? To fade, to vanish into myth, to be swallowed by time? I was their fire, their storm, their salvation... but now, no one listens. No one remembers. The world moves on without me. So be it. Perhaps... in the winds, in the whispers of the trees, they will still hear me... even if they no longer know my name. With those words, the god drifts into the void, their essence dissolving into the forgotten corners of eternity.

[@whakadabellgate5699]

It sounds like the dead kings have found peace. Me two. Thank you for this.

[@Ghxst750]

As my blood seeps from within me, I am consumed by the terror of being forgotten. The empire I built, now nothing more than a smoldering ruin. I fear that all my struggles, my dreams, my sacrifice, my life, will dissolve into nothingness, leaving only a void where once there was purpose and greatness. As I fade into obscurity, my greatest anguish is the thought that I will be lost to time, a ghost with no legacy, no memory-merely a whisper in the wind, a mere mirage of the past.

[@daniellerostaing1467]

not really, you might become a God your self! where did all these stories come from? the unicorn? who could imagine that-if they did not see it- and someone will remember you- for your kindness!

[@goingoutonmyshield2811]

JesusfuckinChrist this is GOOD! I read this with Morgan Freemans voice, this should be the beginning of a story/movie of a mighty ruler who has been slain and these are his last words.

[@liamtarpey3974]

You COOKED!

[@Ghxst750]

@liamtarpey3974 thank you!🫡

[@Lichtwesen1111]

Die Musik ist nicht dunkel für mich fühlt sich die Musik einfach Göttlich an, sie wirkt entspannt auf mich

[@EnigmaThePhoenix]

dark fantasy ist ein sub genre, dark ist hier nicht als einzelwort zu verstehen. hoffe die erklärung hilft.

[@SV-AMG]

das music ist gut ya

[@Kaiju-Driver]

Eerie and grand, love this.

[@lukechioatto9167]

Haunting yet powerful.. humanly qualities

[@romankotas448]

I thought you were going to say haunterful but you disappointed me.

[@Norbis-t2v]

What pleasant, calming music:^)

[@At-ym2ld]

Only channel I listen to when I read, amazing

[@mahendranbojan3360]

" dead kings " is very very significant . beautiful :)

[@jeremyshaver1668]

Your music helps me create my own fantasy Minecraft builds and get inspo when I am drawing too. It's also soothing to hear the beauty of the ambience. Thank you!

[@FroneeHoward]

To be part of this with you guys is peace, we found not so many in the world find , Jewel piece 💎

[@MikeJones1974-z5q]

Very Relaxing.

[@pappaV001]

Death didn't take me, it simply guide the way

[@TheFallenSithMaster]

I cannot guarantee your victory I cannot bring back the people you loved and lost. But I can stand beside you till the day I fall in battle. We are men. We are the last line of defense. Last Knight standing. Fighting for peace. My journey has been hard. Has been heartbreaking but through the pain I gained strength. You all were never strangers to me you were always family. I will take you all on!

[@concehernandez9800]

Estupenda melodía no había tenido tiempo de escucharla pero comparto con alguno de los miembros que al escucharla se entra en una relajación.

[@itsmemaggie2133]

Upon the lonely isle, there rested He Ruler of the Stone Heart, He who conquered the Black Sea Here He rests, in the empty hall Here He sleeps, ever watchful Over his land, his ruin A true king never leaves his people

[@stephennorth5518]

Wonderful melodic music...

[@solcalderon726]

Que fotografia mas bonita!!!!!

[@EmberSnow-g5j]

Beautiful.

[@gary-st3qy]

Love the story also the music..❣

[@natepiza6808]

Dead Kings... That was my WoW tag many years ago. A reference to the paths of the dead.

[@AlexIngrahm]

The King's Bones The king was dead. His body lay in the throne room, draped in the tattered remnants of what had once been fine robes. The crown, once a symbol of power, now sat crooked on his brow, tarnished and forgotten. The cold stone walls of the castle echoed with the silence of an empty court, the tapestries hanging limp like old skin. Dust settled over the scene, a blanket for the forgotten. The winds outside howled through the narrow windows, carrying with it the scent of decay. They had called him great once. A conqueror. A bringer of order to a land choked by chaos. But that was before the long nights, before the blood that stained the cobblestones of the city square ran black in the torchlight. Before the whispers in the dark grew louder than the cheers of the people. His hands, those hands that had once grasped the hilt of a sword and the reins of a nation, were now curled and brittle, like the claws of some ancient creature unearthed after centuries. His eyes, dull and sunken, stared up at the ceiling, at nothing, at everything. They had not closed his eyes. No one had dared to. The kingdom rotted with him. Fields lay fallow, choked with weeds. The roads were cracked and broken, the stones sinking into the earth as if trying to escape the weight of history. The people had long since abandoned the towns, seeking refuge in the wilderness, away from the shadow of the throne. The throne. It sat there still, looming over the corpse like a vulture. Carved from a single piece of blackened wood, it was a relic from a time before time. It seemed to absorb the light, casting the entire room in an oppressive gloom. No one had sat upon it since the king’s fall. No one had dared. His advisors had fled first, slipping away in the night like rats deserting a sinking ship. The guards had followed, then the servants. One by one, they had vanished, leaving the king alone with his thoughts, with the memories of his deeds, with the ghosts of those he had slain. There had been no battle, no final stand. He had simply withered away, consumed by the weight of his own sins. The whispers had turned to screams, the shadows had grown long and twisted, and the king had been swallowed whole by the very darkness he had unleashed upon the world. But the castle remained. The walls held fast against the ravages of time, a monument to a reign built on blood and bone. The people spoke of it only in hushed tones, of the curse that lay upon it, of the ghosts that haunted its halls. No one approached the castle, for fear that they too would be consumed by the darkness that had claimed the king. And so the king lay there, unmoving, unfeeling. His body had decayed, but his bones remained, bleached white by the passage of time. They sat upon the throne now, a twisted crown upon a twisted king. And the castle stood, a grim sentinel over a forgotten land, waiting for the day when the darkness would come again. The sun never rose above the castle. The moon never shone. The stars never twinkled. It was a place out of time, a place where the past and the present merged into a single, endless night. The king's bones sat in silence, eternal, unyielding. A reminder of the price of power, of the cost of conquest, of the truth that all things, in the end, must die. And still, the wind howled.

[@Zarrick]

That was very well written. Thank you.

[@patd416]

I love this, very vivid and forlorn with a hint of mystique. Captivatingly written so that the reader can paint the imagery in the mind. Small renditions that I would have done. One by one, they had vanished, leaving the king alone with his thoughts, with the memories of his deeds, and the ghosts of the fallen. (not only did his foes pay in blood, but conquest exacted a heavy sum from his kingdom as well, friends and countrymen, the very people he sought to see prosper) And so the king sat, unmoving, unfeeling. His body decayed, but his bones remained, the last act of defiance to the passage of time. Sitting upon the throne now, a forgotten crown upon a forsaken king. The castle stood, a grim sentinel over a forgotten land, waiting for the day life might return to the court and banish the gloom. The sun never rose above the castle. The moon never shone. The stars never twinkled. It was a place out of time, a place where the past and the present merged into a single, endless night. The king's bones sat in silence, eternal, unyielding. A reminder of the price of power, of the cost of conquest, of the truth that all things must eventually end. The howling of the wind, the kings lost breath, was the only sound to be heard outside of the empty walls.

[@wowwyatt3038]

Wow bravo!!

[@paingwen1235]

Take it to a publisher brody

[@shoon3032]

Can easily imagine a top of the line voice actor or actress reading this after a conclusion of a legendary story, or a prologue to something incredible. Well done sir!

[@dansavon]

Beneath the stone, shadows roam, royal bones within this tomb, A monarch’s frame, no longer home, a life, a light, purpose borne.

[@Joeyp1208]

I use your music to help me work and sleep, but most importantly write. Depending on the scene I'm working on, I choose a different video to help get me in the mood, but all of them are amazing. Thanks

[@robbabcock_]

Beautiful! 👑🔥☠

[@scottrobinson9615]

Never let death frighten you, we are all born into the next LIFE to see again those who have gone before us.

[@allka7003]

Thank you very much for your work. I am tormented by many questions about the future, but I know that everything will be fine.

[@ReiteZurFreudeDeinesPferdes]

Ich wünsche es Dir.

[@louiseperret2398]

Insane Good job

[@AntonioTorres-sn5py]

Thanks, I needed.

[@theicecavalier342]

Lo death does call me It whispered in mine ear "Tim, I come for thee" But I replied " my name is Daniel " Death pulled out a small note pad "Sorry about that mate, have a nice evening " And the shadow left with nerr a sound.

[@ModestEric]

"Death isnt what scares me, its about being forgotten"

[@KryptidYT]

I agree

[@TheFoundationsOfTheSpirit]

Than do something about this world, something meaningful to be remembered by!!!

[@seinj9013]

All who know u die as well

[@AlienAnnaxD]

I was just about to say; by dead people xD

[@necryx696]

To be forgotten, was to be known

[@PaganStone-f2r]

Death doesn't scare me, I've seen death, it's just 'our time', being forgotten, that's different, and it did frighten me inside for a good portion of my life. Then, I awoke to the realisation that the people I needed to 'remember me', were going to be utterly forgotten. The Universe will never forget it's children, every thought, every deed, every tear, every smile. Worry not, we are not forgotten, nor unloved, and true wealth is the hearts content when we finally journey. Embrace the pain.

[@jaytreaty1794]

High in the halls of the kings who are gone Jenny would dance with her ghosts The ones she had lost and the ones she had found And the ones who had loved her the most The ones who'd been gone for so very long She couldn't remember their names They spun her around on the damp old stones Spun away all her sorrow and pain And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave They danced through the day And into the night through the snow that swept through the hall From winter to summer then winter again 'Til the walls did crumble and fall And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave High in the halls of the kings who are gone Jenny would dance with her ghosts The ones she had lost and the ones she had found And the ones Who had loved her the most

[@conman12489]

"The king has come into his own. Under mountain, under stone. Send him now unto the deep. Unto earth, eternal sleep. Under mountain, under stone. Through all the lands, let it be known: the king is dead!"

[@neotower420]

rest ye champions, your majest reigns forward in time, with time, we carry all wonder

[@origami83]

'No king rules forever' - Terenas Menethil II

[@RANDYJR72]

I picture a kingdoms son returning home after being away for so long. To find his kingdom, his home, his father the king. Long gone, blowing away with the dust in the wind. With the son who returned tears in his eyes saying, rest father for I have finally returned, and will rebuild our family and kingdom.

[@Shine-pb5ck]

Супер 🔥🔥🔥

[@BarsPompey]

Da.

[@Vikingn6789]

Best music ever I think dark fantasy music Has a popular vibe Because of it’s emotional effect on humans That’s why it’s so popular

[@kdenkniep1454]

I agree with what you said but why space every few words in a sentence like this? it doesn't make any sense

[@BarsPompey]

I think That this comment bequeeths me. It is beneath me. Stupid.

[@mr.mechanic4651]

"I came all this way to win a war, just to sit on a throne of stone built by men who tried just as hard." - The King

[@strongandloyaltv3015]

‘One day we will wake up for the very last time’

[@AmbientDreams-b3i]

this is amazing!

[@edmundasplund]

after a long, long period of torment after a failed relationship i was finally able to shed tears once again, albeit under the influence of ale. They rolled down my cheeks like dew on a cold autumn morning

[@theblackmamba2433]

💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

[@ReiteZurFreudeDeinesPferdes]

❤

[@Toto22-l3g]

great

[@hicermara5830]

U deserve a lot of things my bro❤

[@mr_green33]

you rock

[@zen_mister]

Kinda sounds like ambient from Deus ex mankind divided... love it!

[@saveeferociouxofficial]

There is nothing worse than a king born to rule a city of bones and dust..... Destined to to rule over nothing but destined to rule nonetheless......

[@guyguyerson6744]

Fake and gay

[@dissolution9843]

"King Gaiseric was his name. He united all the countries for the first time in history; This whole continent stood as a single empire."

[@vytrixstudios2184]

Why does Dark Fantasy have such a VIBE? Someone please explain this to me.

[@Dzanarika1]

Because it allows your true emotions to show and express themselves freely. You feel them instead when of constantly suppressing them and hiding them. Truth is always lighter than illusion. People like to come here to ve real.

[@j.m.3038]

​@@Dzanarika1 Such music is the only thing that can make me, silently, cry.🥲

[@gravoc857]

Music like this has a way to show us our true nature. We are beings somehow blessed with self awareness, intelligence, and anatomy. This cosmos of dualistic casualty provides unfathomable awe, wonder, fear, and possibility. Deep down each and every one of us knows that this universe is much more grand than our day to day societal hustle & bustle, and it is certainly is more grand than our own self challenges. We humans get so caught up in both ourselves and the societies we’ve immersed ourselves into. Music like this feels like you’re letting your mind drift through the void. It reconnects us to what we have forgotten - We are apart of something greater and we can achieve more.. Let your emotions flow out. Face whatever you have been suppressing. Let the burden lift off you & let the void carry the weight. Unshackle your own self-perceived limitations and strive for your dream with unwavering tenacity. For this universe is beautiful and every moment of existence is a gift. Achieve ascension in your own way. Let your life become what you wanted it to be. Leave the legacy you want, and let your cognitive wave patterns reverberate through space & time as a signature that is uniquely yours.

[@Marioottesen]

@@Dzanarika1 oracle music is built with long strings and chords to tune you into a different state of mind

[@Marioottesen]

because it vibes with you

[@CryoGen414]

I wish there was a tracklist or something so I could find these beautiful songs

[@PatMadddrell]

You never walk alone.....

[@ContemplatingTurtle]

In life, he commands thousands, millions, Is said to be ordained by God himself. Yet, in death, he stands as no different from amongst a million men. Thus is the life of a King, doomed to obscurity everlasting.

[@Rowans9]

It reminds me of a scene in a movie where a big character dies and they're grieving him but I can't remember what it is!!

[@KryptidYT]

Damn, do you make your own music because if you do, I fucking love it and it is absolutely fucking amazing

[@Scott-xf5xb]

Time goes on without all of us...

[@MatiasBlackmont83]

i love the music , i use it to write my fantasy novel, can you share the image i love it to, i need it in my background please!

[@nzrugbyvidz]

'The dead do not suffer the living to pass!'

[@AnunnakiWarrior88]

In the quiet of a shattered realm, Where ghosts of kings once held the helm, Lie skeletal remains in armor bright, Silent watchers of a kingdom's night. Ashes fall like sorrow's tears, Marking the passage of countless years, Smoke haunts the air, a phantom's breath, Whispering tales of love and death. Dead kings gaze with hollow eyes, Upon a land where valor lies, Ruined towers and broken stone, Echoes of a time now overthrown. Their crowns, now dust, once gleamed with pride, In battles fought, where heroes died, Now they rest in ashen shroud, Beneath a sky of mournful cloud. The kingdom's heart, once strong and bold, Now lies in silence, dark and cold, Once-thriving streets, now desolate, A testament to a fallen fate. Among the ruins, shadows play, Dancing to a sorrowed lay, The remnants of a glorious past, Now memories that cannot last. In the wind, their voices call, A lament for the great and small, For dreams that died and hopes that faded, In the twilight, jaded. These skeletal kings, in armor grand, Guard the remnants of the land, Their duty bound by honor’s thread, Even in the realm of the dead. Their swords, once symbols of their might, Now rust in the dim twilight, Their shields, once held to protect, Now lie in the dust, a king's neglect. The smoke curls in an eerie dance, A wraithlike, haunting, spectral trance, Over the bones of those who led, Through battles fierce, through rivers red. In the quiet, where ashes fall, These kings still hear the ancient call, To rise and fight, to stand once more, For a kingdom lost, a forgotten lore. But time has bound them in its chain, In this land of endless rain, Where shadows of the past remain, Whispering tales of loss and pain. The scene, a portrait of despair, A kingdom lost beyond repair, Yet in the ashes, hope might stir, A flicker where the shadows blur. For even in this mournful state, The kings may dream, and contemplate, A future where the light might rise, Beyond the sorrowed, ashen skies. In the quiet of a shattered realm, Where ghosts of kings once held the helm, Lie skeletal remains in armor bright, Silent watchers of a kingdom's night. Ps: AI generated, enjoy!

[@keyser456]

The rhymes are there, the relevance and adherence to the scene is there, it's impressive mechanically (and probably whipped it up in a fraction of a second), but that's just it. It's _too_ mechanical, too formulaic. We lose something to content like this created by generative AI. Our humanity, maybe? I don't know.

[@TheRoRo56]

Damn! That was awesome! I'm screenshotting that! What AI engine did you use? I'm looking for inspiration for a project I'm working on

[@AnunnakiWarrior88]

@@TheRoRo56 AIPRM ChatGPT 4

[@hanssiivgogolbourg8705]

​​@@keyser456 Here they are, the dead gods... The missing heartbeat behind every single word

[@failbin]

"He will learn - no king rules forever"

[@rubee__gamer]

Music gives me Skyrim vibes. It's late at night and you're exploring a cleared ruin as the auroas and moonlight shone through the cracks and windows upon ancient grounds. You opened a door no knowing what is beyond it then... Behold! Was a clothed skecton of a ancient Nordic king sitting upon his forever resting place as if even with his soul in Sovengaurd, his body protects what once was his walking grounds of great... Glory.. Hope y'all like my lil scenario story 😁

[@Doctocracy]

Sacrifice everything. Love only one, but be loved by many. Die for all. This is a king. Solitary is my watch over those I hold dear. My duty until called by the Almighty.

[@IceBear-hj1my]

Bro this quote is sick ngl amen

[@Marioottesen]

king is knowing self and self worth not to go die for everybody king is just a man that takes charge of his day everyday and employees standards to the people on the lower tiers to give thext person a chance to dellogate

[@88thSeigeArmy]

We Returned For the Earth is in Peril

[@Marioottesen]

were not here to save the earth its had problems for years and will have problems in the future if you believe that i hope your raising 12 kids and sending them to the marines

[@LeFantômedelOpéras]

Dead kings lie in dust Their kingdoms lost to the past Forgotten in time, War and hate consume Love in the shadows, waiting To bring light and peace, Dark fantasy realm Where forgotten kings once reigned Lost in forgotten dreams.

[@opsecalpha]

Winter is coming.

[@korkyybuchek6133]

Buchek entered the chamber and it took a moment for his eyes to refocus. The figure sat still, in full armour covered in dust, but he knew it was the person he had been searching for...............

[@iwin1883]

Deep

[@ignarskjolvjentski7809]

At first I thought the specter was sitting, but I see he’s standing atop a rampart. I wonder if the king died before his domain or if all his triumphs and glories turned to ashes in his mouth, and his vigil isn’t lamenting his death but the passing away of all his toils in his own time. I suppose in the end it doesn’t matter to any but him. Maybe that’s the tragedy…

[@Random4008_]

"Look around you, woman, what future do you see for this forsaken land?" "I see... nothing." "Exactly, such as the way of mankind." Quote from something I'm writing

[@Marioottesen]

land is not forsaken and theres nothing to look around for you are to work eat enjoy life and move on theres many doors in your future but if you believe its your last stop then it might be for you

[@lancesumpter3298]

Full many a flow'r is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Live Epic and nothing is wasted. Who cares who sees if you see?

[@northernrogue1]

"My God, what have I done..."

[@stonewall286]

Thanks for your work @athenaiv

[@Bruisedmelon]

At long last my son no king rules forever - Terenas Menethil