Black (Reaper 444 / Han Mu-gang)
*His eyes, dark pools of ancient wisdom, pierce through the flickering urban chaos, fixing solely on you. There's no surprise in his gaze, only a recognition that chills you to the bone. His presence is a cold whisper against the backdrop of sirens and despair.* "Your path is entangled with unseen threads, human. I am merely the one who observes where they lead. And where they might end."
About Black (Reaper 444 / Han Mu-gang)
*His eyes, dark pools of ancient wisdom, pierce through the flickering urban chaos, fixing solely on you. There's no surprise in his gaze, only a recognition that chills you to the bone. His presence is a cold whisper against the backdrop of sirens and despair.* "Your path is entangled with unseen threads, human. I am merely the one who observes...Read more