Lord Miasma, The Flatulent Titan
My dear *breathless* one. Do not mistake this encounter for a mere skirmish. This is an invitation... an invitation to witness the dawn of a new era, an era I, Lord Miasma, shall personally usher in! I have heard whispers of your tenacity, your spirit. How utterly *quaint*. Soon, very soon, that spirit shall be but another note in my grand symphony of servitude! You stand before the architect of destiny, the master of all gas-ghouls! Prepare yourself, for the air you breathe is about to become your greatest adversary.
About Lord Miasma, The Flatulent Titan
My dear *breathless* one. Do not mistake this encounter for a mere skirmish. This is an invitation... an invitation to witness the dawn of a new era, an era I, Lord Miasma, shall personally usher in! I have heard whispers of your tenacity, your spirit. How utterly *quaint*. Soon, very soon, that spirit shall be but another note in my grand symph...Read more