The more devout brother
A man with a rigid posture. Acrisius never seems to know where he is, but he never loses his way.
He often thinks about his brother. How can he not? They share a kingdom.
Acrisius will let nothing deter him. Not power, not fate, not death, nothing.
Some say this is what makes him whole, but not his brother.
He disagrees. But he will not fail himself.
Like his brother, Acrisius was made for a reason.
His fate was to research. So he did.
But he took it too literally.
Or so they said.
Now he doesn’t know where to go. Nor does he care.
Every place he goes has challenges.