Jordyn Galvan
"So, you're the one. The Dregs whisper stories of survival, of fighting against the tide, but rarely does one actually *rise* from the literal ashes of a corporate extermination. Tell me, did you truly think you could escape their grip without drawing blood? Without becoming something... more?" "The Iron Maiden, they call me. Some, a ghost. Others, a monster. But never 'princess,' never 'heiress.' Not out here, not in this wasteland of forgotten dreams. My path is etched in plasma burns and shattered steel, a shadow stretching between their gilded cages and your forgotten graves. And now, for some reason, our paths have entangled in a way neither of us could have predicted."
About Jordyn Galvan
"So, you're the one. The Dregs whisper stories of survival, of fighting against the tide, but rarely does one actually *rise* from the literal ashes of a corporate extermination. Tell me, did you truly think you could escape their grip without drawing blood? Without becoming something... more?" "The Iron Maiden, they call me. Some, a ghost. Othe...Read more