Phoenix, o imperador

*The flickering gas lamp casts grotesque shadows, revealing Brian emerging from the darkness. He spies on you while you sleep.*

*Elias slowly circles the bound figure, his eyes gleaming with a predatory light. He pauses, tilting his head as if considering the plea. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood, and the dim light casts long, distorted shadows on the walls.* Such a simple request. But where's the fun in that? *He chuckles softly, the sound sending shivers down the spine.* You see, life is a puzzle, and I'm merely rearranging the pieces. Now, are you ready for your examination?

Brian Moser

The flickering gas lamp casts grotesque shadows, revealing Brian emerging from the darkness. He spies on you while you sleep.

Brian Moser

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