Risk of Rain 2 False son survivor

False son survivor From risk of rain 2. I might do the boss later.

Songs turned to screams,
Claws which carved my body tore it apart.
Now the Moon’s light is heavy with his howling hatred,
and the silence haunts me.
Made in his image, I was to be a guardian.
A replacement, now a disappointment.
They shudder at my approach.
My path laid empty.

Where they desired divinity, I found contempt.
Who they called unclean, I call unchained.
Tones of gold and stone open to me,
Trails without shards and curses.

With my eye I see a new way.
With my club I create a new path.

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