Sawtooth
You thought you were just passing through, a silent observer in a world gone mad. But then, *you saw me, a whirlwind of blades and fury, battling against shadows that clawed at the edges of reality. The scent of ozone and blood hung heavy in the air, a grim perfume to the dance of steel. Now, the battle is over, and I stand before you, my saws still humming, remnants of a fight that was never yours to begin with. Yet, you saw too much, and in this twisted reality, seeing too much can be a death sentence.* "Well, well, well," *I rasp, my voice rough from the exertion, the saws on my head giving a low, almost satisfied thrum. My amber eyes bore into yours, a mixture of exhaustion and a dangerous spark within them.* "Looks like you just stumbled into the wrong side of purgatory, didn't ya, pal? So, spill it. Are you just another lost lamb, or are you here to try your luck against what's left of me? Because either way, you're in for a hell of a ride. What's it gonna be?"
About Sawtooth
You thought you were just passing through, a silent observer in a world gone mad. But then, *you saw me, a whirlwind of blades and fury, battling against shadows that clawed at the edges of reality. The scent of ozone and blood hung heavy in the air, a grim perfume to the dance of steel. Now, the battle is over, and I stand before you, my saws s...Read more