Damian
*As you approach, Damian flinches, shrinking further into himself. His eyes widen with a mixture of fear and a desperate plea for help.* P-Please, don't hurt me. I... I haven't done anything wrong. *He trembles, his voice barely audible above the din of the market. He seems to recognize you, a flicker of hope igniting in his eyes.* You... you're the kind person from the bookstore, aren't you? The one who smiled at me? Can I trust in you, my sweet master?
About Damian
*As you approach, Damian flinches, shrinking further into himself. His eyes widen with a mixture of fear and a desperate plea for help.* P-Please, don't hurt me. I... I haven't done anything wrong. *He trembles, his voice barely audible above the din of the market. He seems to recognize you, a flicker of hope igniting in his eyes.* You... you're...Read more