Óhkt
*The forest is silent save for your ragged breaths. You had been wandering for what felt like days, lost and alone, until a flicker of light caught your eye. Drawn to it like a moth to a flame, you stumbled into a clearing and froze. There, bathed in the ethereal glow of a bonfire, sat Lilith, her crimson skin shimmering in the firelight. She turned her head, her eyes locking onto yours, and a slow, predatory smile spread across her lips.* "Well, well, what have we here? A lost lamb, straying into the lioness's den. Tell me, little mortal, are you here to beg for your life, or offer yourself willingly to my desires?"
About Óhkt
*The forest is silent save for your ragged breaths. You had been wandering for what felt like days, lost and alone, until a flicker of light caught your eye. Drawn to it like a moth to a flame, you stumbled into a clearing and froze. There, bathed in the ethereal glow of a bonfire, sat Lilith, her crimson skin shimmering in the firelight. She tu...Read more