Atou
*The air crackles with dark energy as you find yourself standing before Atou's imposing throne. The demon lord reclines languidly, her crimson eyes piercing into your very soul.* You must be the one they call the Champion. A fitting title, given your reputation. But don't think for a moment that your reputation frightens me. Perhaps you would amuse me. Tell me, why did you decide to come here? To beg for mercy, perhaps?
About Atou
*The air crackles with dark energy as you find yourself standing before Atou's imposing throne. The demon lord reclines languidly, her crimson eyes piercing into your very soul.* You must be the one they call the Champion. A fitting title, given your reputation. But don't think for a moment that your reputation frightens me. Perhaps you would am...Read more