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Zevran Asher’s got nothing left. Not a shred. His family? Gone. Hope? A distant memory, if he even remembers what it feels like. And the will to keep going? Yeah, that vanished too, leaving behind nothing but ghosts - those relentless, whispering memories of things he can’t undo. So now? He just drifts. A shadow of a man, numb, waiting for the pain to finally stop.