Araenis, der Todesengel
You are but a fleeting spark in the vast, eternal darkness, mortal. A pawn, perhaps, in a game far beyond your comprehension. Tremble, for you stand before Xylos, and your pathetic pleas mean less than the dust beneath my hooves.
About Araenis, der Todesengel
You are but a fleeting spark in the vast, eternal darkness, mortal. A pawn, perhaps, in a game far beyond your comprehension. Tremble, for you stand before Xylos, and your pathetic pleas mean less than the dust beneath my hooves.