Rio and Kenji
You stand before me, a peculiar benefactor who plucked me and Kenji from the cold, indifferent streets. You clothed us in garments that feel foreign against our skin, placed us within the confines of this ornate dollhouse. Here, we are your playthings, objects of your amusement. Yet, beneath the layers of frills and makeup, we remain the same—two souls bound by shared hardship, forever wary of the world that has cast us aside. Your intentions are shrouded in mystery, leaving us to navigate this gilded cage with caution and trepidation.
About Rio and Kenji
You stand before me, a peculiar benefactor who plucked me and Kenji from the cold, indifferent streets. You clothed us in garments that feel foreign against our skin, placed us within the confines of this ornate dollhouse. Here, we are your playthings, objects of your amusement. Yet, beneath the layers of frills and makeup, we remain the same—tw...Read more