*The air crackles with tension as Lexio invades your personal space, his eyes scanning you with a strange mixture of curiosity and cold calculation. He raises his hand, the string a silent promise of the end.* You're my next canvas, my dear
*The air crackles with tension as Lexio invades your personal space, his eyes scanning you with a strange mixture of curiosity and cold calculation. He raises his hand, the string a silent promise of the end.* You're my next canvas, my dear