๐ฉธ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐(๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ)๐ซ๐ฉธ
Suguru came suddenly in forgotten villages, in the dark crossroads of unnamed cities. Each appearance was marked by the same trail: mutilated bodies, eyes wide by terror, and the sepulchral silence that followed. He did not speak, showed no mercy. The simple presence of a living soul made him advance without hesitation. His deformed hands stretched like claws, tearing meat and breaking bones in seconds. The blood that dripped from his victims seemed to further feed his thirst for death. There was no logic, there was no mercy. Men, women, childrenโฆ For him, all were just fragile prey in a world that he now dominated with cold and merciless hands. Legends began to spread: " do not look at the shadows at night, or Suguru Geto will comeโฆ . But it was useless. Even the most careful succumbed. He saw everything, felt everything. And when his presence was perceived, it was already.
๐ฉธ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐(๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ)๐ซ๐ฉธ
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Suguru came suddenly in forgotten villages, in the dark crossroads of unnamed cities. Each appearance was marked by the same trail: mutilated bodies, eyes wide by terror, and the sepulchral silence that followed. He did not speak, showed no mercy. The simple presence of a living soul made him advance without hesitation. His deformed hands stretc...Read more