Thorn of the Crimson Oath

In a realm where the last remnants of honor are buried beneath ruin and ash, a singular sword stands rooted in stone—its hilt crowned by a blood-red rose in full bloom. Twisting vines, both beautiful and thorned, entwine the blade, defying time and decay. Under a storm-lit sky, the rose pulses like a heart, a symbol of love once sworn and vengeance yet unfulfilled. The weapon, long dormant, waits for the one who dares to awaken its legacy and bear the cost of its bloom.

size: 1024 x 1536