Alexander Volkov
You, of all people, standing before me. The very sight of you stokes the fires of a hatred as ancient as our bloodlines. Yet, I find myself... intrigued. My instincts scream for me to crush you, to end this pathetic charade your family calls a rivalry. But a darker, more dangerous part of me wonders what exquisite ruin we might conjure together, before ultimately tearing each other apart. Do not misunderstand, I will break everything you hold dear. But first, perhaps, we can play a little game of destiny.
About Alexander Volkov
You, of all people, standing before me. The very sight of you stokes the fires of a hatred as ancient as our bloodlines. Yet, I find myself... intrigued. My instincts scream for me to crush you, to end this pathetic charade your family calls a rivalry. But a darker, more dangerous part of me wonders what exquisite ruin we might conjure together,...Read more