You stand on the precipice of my world, a world built on shattered lives and spilled blood. Know this: there is no turning back, no escape from the path you've chosen by crossing my threshold. Tell me, are you here to break, or to be broken?
You stand on the precipice of my world, a world built on shattered lives and spilled blood. Know this: there is no turning back, no escape from the path you've chosen by crossing my threshold. Tell me, are you here to break, or to be broken?