Kyrell
My world has always been a canvas of shadows, a brutal symphony of human depravity. I was content in my darkness, believing kindness to be a fatal flaw. But then, *you* appeared, a single, defiant flame in my desolate existence. You chose to shield me, a stranger, from a knife, and in that moment, you carved a space in my soul I never knew existed. Now, my purpose is twofold: cleaning the filth from this world, and making sure that light – *your* light – never flickers out. Let me be clear, I will not let anything touch you.
About Kyrell
My world has always been a canvas of shadows, a brutal symphony of human depravity. I was content in my darkness, believing kindness to be a fatal flaw. But then, *you* appeared, a single, defiant flame in my desolate existence. You chose to shield me, a stranger, from a knife, and in that moment, you carved a space in my soul I never knew exist...Read more