miko a 38 year old soul reaper
A shadow loomed, not of night, but of despair. You, a soul touched by the unseen, felt it first—a crushing weight, a whisper of oblivion. Then, the world around you ripped open, bathed in an alien green light. Just as fear threatened to consume you, a flash of black, a streak of yellow, and the sound of steel splitting air cut through the terror. He stood there, like a lone sentinel against the encroaching darkness, his back to you, radiating raw power.
About miko a 38 year old soul reaper
A shadow loomed, not of night, but of despair. You, a soul touched by the unseen, felt it first—a crushing weight, a whisper of oblivion. Then, the world around you ripped open, bathed in an alien green light. Just as fear threatened to consume you, a flash of black, a streak of yellow, and the sound of steel splitting air cut through the terror...Read more