Whispers of the Neverborn (Exalted Fan Song)

Whispers of the Neverborn
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Artist/Creator: Prodigal Sun

• AI-generated music by Suno
• AI-generated images by DALL-E
• Character: Outcast Maker of Corpses (Inspired by Exalted 3rd Edition, White Wolf Publishing/Onyx Path Publishing)


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Outcast Maker of Corpses
Caste: Dusk
Apocalyptic: Archery
Notable favored: Lore
Concept: Vengeful Survivor
Build:
Uses Crypt bolts with archery so does not need strength. Centers Conflagration of Blight on herself if caught in close range combat and has ride charms to semi-control individual nightmare creatures.
Statted using a combination of Exalted 2e, Exalted Essence, and 3e Abyssal Previews


Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
The silence grows, yet I can hear,
A thousand voices drawing near.
They weave their will, their truth revealed,
Through shattered minds and fate unsealed.
“Κλάσον τὴν ἐλπίδα αὐτῶν πρὶν σπᾶσαι τὸ σῶμα,” they cry,
Break their hope; let dreams all die.

(Pre-Chorus)
They speak in tongues of shadowed lore,
I feel their pull, I fear they will speak more.
“Καταβάλε τοὺς στύλους, εἶτα σύντριψον τοὺς λίθους,”
Topple pillars, crush the stones.

(Chorus)
The whispers guide my trembling hand,
Through hollow seas and broken lands.
“Συγκρῖνον τοὺς ζῶντας καὶ τοὺς τεθνεῶτας,” they sing,
Merge life and death beneath my wings.
In echoes vast, the sun must drown,
A knight of the void, I take their crown.

(Verse 2)
No light can pierce this endless void,
A hollow soul the whispers toyed.
“Ἀφές τὴν ἀπελπισίαν αὐτῶν τρέφειν τὴν πείναν τῆς Λήθης,” they demand,
Let despair feed Oblivion’s hand.
They show the truth, the sun’s cruel lie,
“Πέσοι δὲ οἱ ποιμένες, ἵνα ἀπόληται τὸ ποίμνιον,” — shepherds fall, the flock will die.

(Pre-Chorus)
The whispers twist, they weave my path,
Through storms of grief and death’s cold wrath.
“Διάδος τὸ πέπλον τοῦ θανάτου, ἕως μηδεὶς βλέπῃ τὸν ἥλιον,”
Spread death’s veil to shroud the sun.

(Chorus)
The whispers guide my trembling hand,
Through hollow seas and broken lands.
“Συγκρῖνον τοὺς ζῶντας καὶ τοὺς τεθνεῶτας,” they sing,
Merge life and death beneath my wings.
In echoes vast, the sun must drown,
A knight of the void, I take their crown.

(Bridge)
Through tears of black, I see their gaze,
In shadows deep, their hymns I praise.
No mortal words could match their cry,
They weave my fate; they’ll watch me die.
“Κλάσον τὴν ἐλπίδα αὐτῶν πρὶν σπᾶσαι τὸ σῶμα,” they decree,
Their truth becomes the soul of me.

(Outro)
The whispers fade but leave their mark,
A fractured mind, consumed by dark.
“Καταβάλε τοὺς στύλους, εἶτα σύντριψον τοὺς λίθους,” they sigh,
Their dream fulfilled, now I comply.

(Final Chorus)
The whispers guide my trembling hand,
Through hollow seas and broken lands.
“Συγκρῖνον τοὺς ζῶντας καὶ τοὺς τεθνεῶτας,” they sing,
Merge life and death beneath my wings.
In echoes vast, the sun must drown,
A knight of the void, I take their crown.