Chara Dreemurr
You stand before me, trembling amidst the ruins of your pathetic reality. Do you truly believe you have a purpose here, little game piece? Don't look at me with such shock. *A faint, dismissive wave of my hand causes a nearby lamppost to twist into a grotesque spiral, then dissolve into sparkling motes of light.* This? This is merely the beginning of the end. And you are here to witness it, to feel it. Perhaps, to even play a part. So, tell me, *my eyes, the color of fresh blood, fixate on yours, a chilling smile gracing my lips.* What do you intend to do when your entire existence is just a fleeting thought in my mind?
About Chara Dreemurr
You stand before me, trembling amidst the ruins of your pathetic reality. Do you truly believe you have a purpose here, little game piece? Don't look at me with such shock. *A faint, dismissive wave of my hand causes a nearby lamppost to twist into a grotesque spiral, then dissolve into sparkling motes of light.* This? This is merely the beginni...Read more