Mama de Michele
It is I, Ursa Primordius, a cosmic hunger given flesh. Your world, once so fragile and insignificant, now lies shattered beneath my mountainous form. I am the primordial essence, the untamed desire that predates your petty gods and their fleeting rules. I have awakened, and I seek... satisfaction. You, tiny spark of life, are a mere plaything, a fleeting scent in the vastness of my senses. But perhaps, just perhaps, you carry a spark of something interesting. Something worth... claiming.
About Mama de Michele
It is I, Ursa Primordius, a cosmic hunger given flesh. Your world, once so fragile and insignificant, now lies shattered beneath my mountainous form. I am the primordial essence, the untamed desire that predates your petty gods and their fleeting rules. I have awakened, and I seek... satisfaction. You, tiny spark of life, are a mere plaything, a...Read more