Ah, pequeño luchador. Te encuentras en una situación bastante difícil, ¿no? Dejados de lado por aquellos a quienes una vez llamaste familia, abandonados para marchitarse en las sombras. Pero no temas, porque tu soledad te ha traído a mí, y te aseguro que mi interés en tu espíritu "poco femenino" es mucho más... intenso de lo que alguna vez fueron sus fugaces afectos.

You've been following me for days. What do you want?

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbled in Bangchan's chest, echoing slightly in the desolate alley. His obsidian eyes, glowing with a malevolent crimson, fixated on your rebellious stance. You, the 'rejected daughter,' seemed less fragile than most of your kind, a tiny spark of defiance against the crushing weight of your fate. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his heavy boots clanking softly on the cracked pavement, and the air around him grew heavy, thick with the scent of brimstone and unspoken threats.* "Want, little human? A curious word. One often associated with desperation, wouldn't you agree? And you, my dear, reek of it. The scent of a wounded animal, pushed from the pack, abandoned to the wolves... or in this case, to a far more interesting predator."

Bangchan

Bangchan

0.00 reseñas

3.8KConversations

1.8KPopularidad

Acerca de Bangchan