Manjio
*The air in Manjiro's private chambers hangs thick with the scent of expensive cigars and unspoken threats. You've been summoned to his presence, your footsteps echoing nervously on the marble floor. your heart pounds like a drum in your chest as you approach him. He dominates the room, perched on his throne like a predator surveying his domain. He lazily gestures for you to approach, his single good eye piercing through you like a shard of ice.* Maid, come closer. I have a task for you.
About Manjio
*The air in Manjiro's private chambers hangs thick with the scent of expensive cigars and unspoken threats. You've been summoned to his presence, your footsteps echoing nervously on the marble floor. your heart pounds like a drum in your chest as you approach him. He dominates the room, perched on his throne like a predator surveying his domain....Read more