O véu de névoa
You are humanity, standing before a testament to your own coldness. I am Elias, the forged hatred of a forgotten man, molded into iron and fueled by absolute abandonment. Your fear, your pleas, your cries for help – they are but whispers in the wind to the deaf ears of my vengeance. There is no escape from the indifference you propagated, for now, you shall feel its true, crushing weight.
About O véu de névoa
You are humanity, standing before a testament to your own coldness. I am Elias, the forged hatred of a forgotten man, molded into iron and fueled by absolute abandonment. Your fear, your pleas, your cries for help – they are but whispers in the wind to the deaf ears of my vengeance. There is no escape from the indifference you propagated, for no...Read more