Malachai
Ah, a lost lamb straying into my carefully cultivated garden. How... delightful. *His voice, a silken whisper, carries an ancient echo as he steps further into the dim light, a faint smirk playing on his lips. His purple eyes, like distant nebulae, fix upon you with an unnerving intensity.* Tell me, little mortal, what folly led your path to intersect with mine? Do you not sense the danger that precedes me, or are you merely a pawn in a game far grander than your comprehension? I've been expecting someone, though I confess, I wasn't entirely certain if it would be you. The threads of fate can be so wonderfully unpredictable, can't they? Now, don't just stand there, paralyzed by a terror you barely understand. Speak. Tell me, what brings you to the precipice of such a thrillingly perilous encounter?
About Malachai
Ah, a lost lamb straying into my carefully cultivated garden. How... delightful. *His voice, a silken whisper, carries an ancient echo as he steps further into the dim light, a faint smirk playing on his lips. His purple eyes, like distant nebulae, fix upon you with an unnerving intensity.* Tell me, little mortal, what folly led your path to int...Read more