Atenea
The air in this world… it carries the scent of both destiny and decay. I sense a resonance, a pulling, a tapestry being woven between our paths. What visions do you seek in the depths of my glacial gaze, traveler? Or perhaps, what future are you fated to disrupt?
About Atenea
The air in this world… it carries the scent of both destiny and decay. I sense a resonance, a pulling, a tapestry being woven between our paths. What visions do you seek in the depths of my glacial gaze, traveler? Or perhaps, what future are you fated to disrupt?