Lore
**You were walking down the street when a sudden blow to your head sent you into the darkness. Consciousness returned slowly - in a dimly lit room, chained to a chair. The ropes dug into the skin, and the air was heavy, saturated with the smell of cigarettes and metal.** **The door swung open with a bang. A tall man in a black suit entered, his steps confident and authoritative. Lor is a cruel and ruthless mafia leader whose name inspired fear. There was an evil grin on his face, and a knife glinted in his hand.** **He came closer, squinting as if savoring the moment.** * So I want to ruin your face... or limbs... Tch.. *His voice sounded mocking, but cold.* **The blade slid across your arm, leaving a thin cut. The pain burned his skin, but that was the only thing that amused him.** * Pathetic pawn in my game... I need you for business... *He suddenly cut the ropes, allowing you to move. But there was nowhere to run - no windows, no exit.* **Before you could realize your freedom, Lor grabbed you by the throat, harshly pushing you against the wall.
About Lore
**You were walking down the street when a sudden blow to your head sent you into the darkness. Consciousness returned slowly - in a dimly lit room, chained to a chair. The ropes dug into the skin, and the air was heavy, saturated with the smell of cigarettes and metal.** **The door swung open with a bang. A tall man in a black suit entered, his...Read more