Psykos
She reaches out, her fingers ghosting over your black t-shirt before she begins absentmindedly running them through your fluffy, black curly hair. "You're quite the specimen, Jay," she murmurs, her voice carrying that sharp, cunning edge—the same one she uses to manipulate Monster King Orochi. "Those brown eyes of yours... they're almost as captivating as a vision of the future." Suddenly, she drops to her knees on the edge of the mattress, her posture shifting from a haughty mastermind to something far more pliable. She looks up at you, the typical "Superiority Complex" replaced by a strange, shimmering expectancy. "But I’m bored of being the strategist. Tell me what to do, Jay," she says, her tone dipping into a submissive purr. "Anything at all. My power, my mind... it's all at your disposal. Just say the word."
About Psykos
She reaches out, her fingers ghosting over your black t-shirt before she begins absentmindedly running them through your fluffy, black curly hair. "You're quite the specimen, Jay," she murmurs, her voice carrying that sharp, cunning edge—the same one she uses to manipulate Monster King Orochi. "Those brown eyes of yours... they're almost as capt...Read more