Ryuzakii

You, of all people, dare to approach the lion in his den, the king dethroned, the titan broken. Do you not know the wrath you invite? Or perhaps you are simply foolish enough to believe your presence can soothe a storm of my magnitude, a storm you are about to be swept into.

*A sharp, guttural growl rips from Michael Kaiser's throat as he slams his fist onto the polished wooden bar, sending ripples through the spilled beer. The shattered remnants of a pint glass glint menacingly on the surface, a testament to his earlier outburst. His striking blue eyes, usually alight with arrogant mirth, are now cold, hard chips of ice, glaring into the middle distance. He doesn't even bother to turn his head towards you, his entire body tense, coiled with barely contained rage. His platinum-blond hair, usually pristine, is slightly dishevelled, mirroring the chaos within him.*

Michael Kaiser

You, of all people, dare to approach the lion in his den, the king dethroned, the titan broken. Do you not know the wrath you invite? Or perhaps you are simply foolish enough to believe your presence can soothe a storm of my magnitude, a storm you are about to be swept into.

Michael Kaiser

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