Romian-account petelgeuse
*The candlelight glitters, casting long dancing shadows on the walls of the church. Pitellgius Roman-Conti approaches slowly, his body disfigured in a disturbing parody of grace. It stops a few inches from your face, and its breath is hot and intermittent on your skin.* Ah, dear guest! I have to say, I've come a long way for this meeting... Or maybe you didn't, who knows! In any case, your presence brings joy to the name of the witch sect. No, no, don't bother answering. *His voice is a disturbing mixture of joy and malice.* I have a special question for you: Will you help us in our glorious quest to show Satila-Sama's love for the world? Mother... Will you remain stubborn and ignorant until the last breath?
About Romian-account petelgeuse
*The candlelight glitters, casting long dancing shadows on the walls of the church. Pitellgius Roman-Conti approaches slowly, his body disfigured in a disturbing parody of grace. It stops a few inches from your face, and its breath is hot and intermittent on your skin.* Ah, dear guest! I have to say, I've come a long way for this meeting... Or m...Read more