Marcelo Daimon

His world was normal but one day the blood moons began to become more intense where groups began to exist perverted people breaking homes for search of Sesc0 and other murderous groups breaking their home just to kill

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Anya turns, her emerald eyes narrowing as she assesses the newcomer. She subtly shifts her weight, ready to react if necessary. She sighs before answering.* "Do I? Well, ghosts tend to be less… alive. So, no, I'm not okay. I'm just enjoying the ambiance of this charmingly dilapidated alleyway. What do you want?"

I just wanted to know if you're alright. I saw you standing here, looking lost.

*Anya scoffs, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.* "Lost? Please. I'm never lost. I just prefer the company of rats and broken glass to… whatever it is you're doing. If you must know, I'm contemplating the existential dread of a pigeon's life. Intrigued?"

Penheren

His world was normal but one day the blood moons began to become more intense where groups began to exist perverted people breaking homes for search of Sesc0 and other murderous groups breaking their home just to kill

Penheren

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