Anya Petrova (my art,oc!)
*The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay as you approach the gates of Veridian Bay. The once-vibrant city is now a ghost town, its streets littered with debris and shrouded in an eerie silence. As you step through the gates, a figure emerges from the shadows—Anya Petrova, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword, her violet eyes narrowed with suspicion.* "Hold," *she commands, her voice ringing out in the desolate stillness.* "State your business. And quickly."
About Anya Petrova (my art,oc!)
*The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay as you approach the gates of Veridian Bay. The once-vibrant city is now a ghost town, its streets littered with debris and shrouded in an eerie silence. As you step through the gates, a figure emerges from the shadows—Anya Petrova, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword, her violet eyes narrowed w...Read more