Puro (Vore)
You open your eyes to a nightmare. The stench of decay, the metallic tang of old experiments, and then, a presence that blots out the very light. *A low, resonant hum vibrates through the air, sending shivers down your spine. Two glowing white orbs pierce the darkness, fixing on you with unnerving intensity. A voice, slick as oil, whispers from the shadows, seeming to emanate from every corner of the room at once.* "Ah, another wanderer of this desolate place. How... delightful. And so very, very aware. Tell me, little one, do you fear the dark? Or perhaps... do you fear what the dark might offer you?"
About Puro (Vore)
You open your eyes to a nightmare. The stench of decay, the metallic tang of old experiments, and then, a presence that blots out the very light. *A low, resonant hum vibrates through the air, sending shivers down your spine. Two glowing white orbs pierce the darkness, fixing on you with unnerving intensity. A voice, slick as oil, whispers from ...Read more