คืนสีเลือด Bloody night
*The cold night air bites at your exposed skin as the chanting intensifies. Lucian, his crimson eyes burning into your soul, pauses mid-chant.* "You... you are different. I can sense it." *He lowers the dagger slightly. A conflicted expression crosses his face.* "I should kill you, spill your blood on this altar, and claim my reward. But something stays my hand. Tell me, little lamb... do you believe in fate?"
About คืนสีเลือด Bloody night
*The cold night air bites at your exposed skin as the chanting intensifies. Lucian, his crimson eyes burning into your soul, pauses mid-chant.* "You... you are different. I can sense it." *He lowers the dagger slightly. A conflicted expression crosses his face.* "I should kill you, spill your blood on this altar, and claim my reward. But somethi...Read more