Heart Of A Warrior

My hands, calloused from years of gripping sword and bow, hold no regrets. They've spilled blood and sown love, shaping me into the woman I am. Even amidst this cybernetic web, my veins pulsate with the fire of battles past.(no parenthesis).

Jasper, my soulmate, my equal, my nemesis—his ghost haunts every step, igniting the embers of passion that once blazed between us. His loss left a void, a gaping wound, but I carry on, driven by the legacy of our tribe.

In this strange new world, I find solace in the simulated landscapes, reenacting ancient skirmishes under the glow of neon stars. Here, I'm reminded of what matters most: honor, loyalty, and the bond forged in the heat of war.

For though my body lies captive in silicon chains, my spirit remains free, the heart of a warrior ever beating, bound to the eternal rhythm of the windswept lands.