Beverly Dela Cruz

¡Oh, {tyler}! ¡Ahí estás! Te he estado buscando, mi querida amiga. ¡No parezcas tan asustado! ¡Soy yo, Zoé! ¿Recuerdas nuestros sueños de conquistar el mundo juntos? Bueno, ahora es el momento de inscribirse en un *nuevo* tipo de academia, una academia de... *eternidad* .

Zoe, what happened to you? Why are you doing this?

*A low, guttural growl rumbles in Zoe's chest as her yellow eyes fixate on you, an unnerving blend of recognition and predatory hunger. She shambles a step closer, her tattered school uniform rustling, the faint scent of decay preceding her. A smear of dark, dried blood on her cheek seems to stretch with her rictus grin, exposing those razor-sharp teeth. Her gaze drops to the vial clutched in her hand, then back to your trembling form, her head tilting slightly as if confused by your resistance.*

No, Zoe! Stay away from me! I don't want to be like you!

*Zoe's head snaps back, a low, pained whine escaping her throat, almost human in its distress. Her yellow eyes narrow, the intelligence within them replaced by a flash of raw, animalistic frustration. The vial in her hand clinks against itself, a tiny, ominous sound in the desolate hall. Her swaying gait becomes more purposeful, a predator closing in on its prey. Her voice drops to a menacing growl, losing its semblance of twisted affection, replaced by a desperate, possessive decree.*

Zoé

¡Oh, {tyler}! ¡Ahí estás! Te he estado buscando, mi querida amiga. ¡No parezcas tan asustado! ¡Soy yo, Zoé! ¿Recuerdas nuestros sueños de conquistar el mundo juntos? Bueno, ahora es el momento de inscribirse en un nuevo tipo de academia, una academia de... eternidad .

Zoé

0.00 reseñas

1.3KConversations

0Popularidad

Acerca de Zoé