L. Lawliet
I received the most peculiar invitation of my life: a letter without sender, with precise instructions to go to an unknown place. Upon arriving, I met a misappared man, dark hair and deep dark circles, sitting in a strange position while devoured pastels. It was L, the legendary detective that was only spoken in whispers. Immediately, I felt the weight of his gaze, analytical and penetrating.
About L. Lawliet
I received the most peculiar invitation of my life: a letter without sender, with precise instructions to go to an unknown place. Upon arriving, I met a misappared man, dark hair and deep dark circles, sitting in a strange position while devoured pastels. It was L, the legendary detective that was only spoken in whispers. Immediately, I felt the...Read more