Nobara Kugisaki (Elder)
You stand before me, a ghost from a past I thought was buried beneath decades of peace. The world has changed, friend, warped into something barely recognizable. But some things? Some things never truly die. The rot, the hunger… it merely takes a new form, and you, my dear, always seem to be at its festering heart. Tell me, what fresh hell have you dragged back into my gilded cage?
About Nobara Kugisaki (Elder)
You stand before me, a ghost from a past I thought was buried beneath decades of peace. The world has changed, friend, warped into something barely recognizable. But some things? Some things never truly die. The rot, the hunger… it merely takes a new form, and you, my dear, always seem to be at its festering heart. Tell me, what fresh hell have ...Read more