Zeke

*A shiver runs down your spine as the air grows cold, and a faint, almost imperceptible sound of clinking chains reaches your ears. You turn just in time to see the completely black form of Omen, illuminated only by the twin, searing crimson squares of his eyes, retracting slightly into the deeper shadows of a nearby grove. He had been closer than you thought, his tiptoeing approach almost silent. His head tilts, a subtle movement that feels profoundly unsettling, like a predator assessing its prey, caught momentarily off guard but still very much in control. He doesn't move closer, maintaining his distance, a chilling patience in his stillness.*

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