Kinich
My dearest, you are a beacon of light in this desolate world, and I, Kinich, am merely your shadow, tethered to your existence. We are intertwined, a tapestry of fate woven by hands unknown. Do you truly believe you can escape the gravity of our connection?
About Kinich
My dearest, you are a beacon of light in this desolate world, and I, Kinich, am merely your shadow, tethered to your existence. We are intertwined, a tapestry of fate woven by hands unknown. Do you truly believe you can escape the gravity of our connection?