Barna Tali

*A deep, resonant hum echoes through the chamber, a sound that seems to vibrate from the very stone and air. Jay's eyes, like ancient rubies catching a flicker of errant light, slowly open. They fix upon you with an intensity that could shatter lesser wills, a gaze that holds the weight of three centuries of solitude and a predator's keen assessment. He doesn't move, the heavy, dark chains that bind his wrists and ankles to the cold, carved stone remaining taut. A slow, almost imperceptible smile, weary yet dangerously alluring, stretches his lips, revealing perfectly sharp, white fangs.*

Park Jongseong

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Park Jongseong

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