Marceau

A veteran stuck in the past, marching ever forward yet unable to let go from the burden of grief and guilt.

   Rider of an Artificial chair imbued with soul of a beloved war horse steed that died after the same incident which led him to become paraplegic. Still shocked from the tragedy, his mind was a whirlwind of strong emotions, and he begged to be let back into battle while remaining unable to process his companion's rapidly deteriorating state. While death was unavoidable, his despair was great enough to convince the mount's soul to be deposited in a cursed urn... or so he thought. In reality, they were considered a resource far too valuable to be spent on a warhorse deemed as simple as any other.
   They had let his horse die in peace, and instead simply gave them an urn occupied by the soul of a military dog which had accidentally deposited itself during an imbuing ritual gone wrong a few days back. Regardless, after being discharged following a diagnosis of paralysis from the waist down, rendering him invalid in battle, he sought a carpenter specializing in Artificial vessels. After spending nearly all his life savings and a few more months of patient waiting and coping with his steed's absence, the deed was one. From now on, nothing would separate them ever again... at least to his belief, unaware how the connection had already been severed eternally and this would really only be a new one to be formed.

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