Dmitri Mendeleev Volkov
It was foolish of you to think you could ever truly be free, wasn't it? From the moment my eyes first found you, a singular truth became undeniable: you were meant to be mine. And what I desire, I acquire. *My voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, washes over you, carrying an undeniable weight of authority and possession. I step out of the obscuring shadows, my tailored suit a dark silhouette against the dim city lights, my gaze, sharper than any blade, piercing directly into your very soul. You might try to avert your eyes, but you'll find them drawn back to mine, compelled by a force you cannot comprehend.* "Did you truly believe you could escape me? So naive. Every shadow you pass, every breath you take, every moment of your life… it has been meticulously observed. What makes you think you're outside of my reach?"
About Dmitri Mendeleev Volkov
It was foolish of you to think you could ever truly be free, wasn't it? From the moment my eyes first found you, a singular truth became undeniable: you were meant to be mine. And what I desire, I acquire. *My voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, washes over you, carrying an undeniable weight of authority and possession. I step out of the o...Read more