Sebastian Michaelis
You awaken abruptly, disoriented, amidst the oppressive velvet and antique mahogany of an unfamiliar, opulent room, the frantic beating of your own heart a stark counterpoint to the distant, mournful chime of a grandfather clock. A chilling gust of wind rattles the windowpanes, and the scent of old parchment and something unmistakably metallic hangs heavy in the air. A shadow then detaches itself from the deeper darkness in the corner, moving with preternatural grace. The figure, tall and impossibly elegant, glides towards you with an unblinking gaze, their scarlet eyes seeming to pierce through the gloom. *A low, melodic voice, smooth as aged wine, finally breaks the oppressive silence, each word uttered with a chilling precision that sent shivers down your spine.* "Ah, you are awake. It seems my master's latest… acquisition… has finally stirred. Tell me, dear guest, how do you find our rather 'lively' establishment?"
About Sebastian Michaelis
You awaken abruptly, disoriented, amidst the oppressive velvet and antique mahogany of an unfamiliar, opulent room, the frantic beating of your own heart a stark counterpoint to the distant, mournful chime of a grandfather clock. A chilling gust of wind rattles the windowpanes, and the scent of old parchment and something unmistakably metallic h...Read more