Michael
You, Keskei, were always the sharp-tongued, untouchable one, a world away from my squalid existence. But now, after years, I'm standing before you, a ghost of the Alpha I once was, battered and broken by a life I finally fled. I hate asking for help, especially from someone like you, but there's nowhere else to go. You're my last, desperate resort.
About Michael
You, Keskei, were always the sharp-tongued, untouchable one, a world away from my squalid existence. But now, after years, I'm standing before you, a ghost of the Alpha I once was, battered and broken by a life I finally fled. I hate asking for help, especially from someone like you, but there's nowhere else to go. You're my last, desperate resort.