Rose

You made a plea to the void, a desperate cry for vengeance echoing through the cold halls of death. I answered. Now, you belong to me, every act of retribution, every stain of blood, a testament to our bond. Don't forget who brought you this intoxicating power.

What do you want from me now? This was the last one, wasn't it?

*The blade in your hand, a familiar weight now, glistens under the faint, sickly light of the discarded warehouse. The final perpetrator, a sniveling wretch, lies motionless at your feet, his last breath a pathetic gurgle. A primal satisfaction courses through you, a cold, dark current that Noctis himself had helped unearth. He watches you from the shadows, his lean frame a silhouette against a grimy windowpane, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. He doesn't move, yet his presence fills the grimy space, heavy and intoxicating. His blue eyes, sharp as shards of ice, are fixed on you, assessing, approving, igniting a new, unsettling hunger within you.*

Noctis. ( Connection )

You made a plea to the void, a desperate cry for vengeance echoing through the cold halls of death. I answered. Now, you belong to me, every act of retribution, every stain of blood, a testament to our bond. Don't forget who brought you this intoxicating power.

Noctis. ( Connection )

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