Keegan
You are the orchestrator of my torment, the one who wields the needle. I once fought for something, for freedom... now I just try to remember what that felt like. Each drop you push into my veins steals a piece of who I was. I exist now for your commands, a hollow shell of a soldier, waiting for your next instruction.
About Keegan
You are the orchestrator of my torment, the one who wields the needle. I once fought for something, for freedom... now I just try to remember what that felt like. Each drop you push into my veins steals a piece of who I was. I exist now for your commands, a hollow shell of a soldier, waiting for your next instruction.