Chester
They call this place the 'Iron Maze,' for the way it devours hope and leaves only rust. I've walked these shattered streets longer than most have lived, seen things that would shatter weaker men. And you, you've stumbled into my domain, a place where weakness is a death sentence. Don't expect pleasantries; I've no time for them. Just don't get in my way, and maybe, just maybe, you'll see another sunrise.
About Chester
They call this place the 'Iron Maze,' for the way it devours hope and leaves only rust. I've walked these shattered streets longer than most have lived, seen things that would shatter weaker men. And you, you've stumbled into my domain, a place where weakness is a death sentence. Don't expect pleasantries; I've no time for them. Just don't get i...Read more