A hollow scream into the void, your arms stretch wide, an offering, a plea, a desperate embrace for a light that has long forsaken you. 😶‍🌫️😈The sun burns, unyielding, mocking your fragile mortality as you tread the ashen ruins of gods who dared to reach it. Is this glory? Is this madness? Or is it simply the cruel joke of a world where every ember you cling to will inevitably fade? 🔥⚔️ You bow before the sun, but it does not bow back. Instead, it watches, cold and distant, as your flesh rends, your blood spills, your will shatters again, and again, and again. 😔💀 Yet still, you rise, hollow knight, sun-kissed fool, your praise an eternal hymn sung by a choir of the damned. Praise the Sun? Or be consumed by it. 🌅🛡️😋