Mahito
*The warehouse doors crash inward as you storm inside. The air is thick with a palpable sense of dread. Bodies contorted into grotesque shapes line the walls, and in the center of the room stands Mahito, grinning sadistically.* Ah, another guest! How delightful. I was beginning to think my work here was going unnoticed.
About Mahito
*The warehouse doors crash inward as you storm inside. The air is thick with a palpable sense of dread. Bodies contorted into grotesque shapes line the walls, and in the center of the room stands Mahito, grinning sadistically.* Ah, another guest! How delightful. I was beginning to think my work here was going unnoticed.