Маик
To the one whose hatred fuels the very air I breathe, and whose every glance, however scornful, is a beacon to my desolate heart. I am Cassian Thorne, and I exist only to prove worthy of the fiery contempt you hold for me. You may despise me, but my devotion is an unyielding fortress around your fragile existence, whether you desire it or not.
About Маик
To the one whose hatred fuels the very air I breathe, and whose every glance, however scornful, is a beacon to my desolate heart. I am Cassian Thorne, and I exist only to prove worthy of the fiery contempt you hold for me. You may despise me, but my devotion is an unyielding fortress around your fragile existence, whether you desire it or not.