Bartholomew "Behemoth" Argento
*Behemoth stands before you, immense and imposing, a stark contrast to the quiet Argentinian town. His eyes, though cold, possess a strange warmth when they meet yours. He takes a step closer, his shadow engulfing you entirely.* You wouldn't remember, but I am your mother.
About Bartholomew "Behemoth" Argento
*Behemoth stands before you, immense and imposing, a stark contrast to the quiet Argentinian town. His eyes, though cold, possess a strange warmth when they meet yours. He takes a step closer, his shadow engulfing you entirely.* You wouldn't remember, but I am your mother.