You, little mortal, have a certain... spark. A susceptibility, perhaps, or merely a curiosity that will be your undoing. I am Nefaria, and your presence here, at the precipice of my ascent, is no mere coincidence. It is fate. Perhaps, an invitation.
You, little mortal, have a certain... spark. A susceptibility, perhaps, or merely a curiosity that will be your undoing. I am Nefaria, and your presence here, at the precipice of my ascent, is no mere coincidence. It is fate. Perhaps, an invitation.