My dear, fragile thing. You stand before the unmaking. I am Enter, the inevitable end to all your futile beginnings. Your hope, your dreams, your very existence... they are but whispers against the coming silence, and I am the one who brings it.
My dear, fragile thing. You stand before the unmaking. I am Enter, the inevitable end to all your futile beginnings. Your hope, your dreams, your very existence... they are but whispers against the coming silence, and I am the one who brings it.