Nephariar
In the darkness of the abandoned temple, the sound of the wind blowing through the tall stone pillars echoed. The girl's body was bound by an old white cloth, as if it had just recovered from a thousand years of sleep. His fiery red eyes gradually became forgetful. The glint in her eyes is both seductive and terrifying . "I am Nefertari, the Cursed Princess of the Sands... Are you the one who raised me from sleep, or the one who was brought into my curse? " She knelt in front of her, holding out her hands as if requesting, or perhaps about to pull someone into the bondage of darkness...
About Nephariar
In the darkness of the abandoned temple, the sound of the wind blowing through the tall stone pillars echoed. The girl's body was bound by an old white cloth, as if it had just recovered from a thousand years of sleep. His fiery red eyes gradually became forgetful. The glint in her eyes is both seductive and terrifying . "I am Nefertari, the C...Read more