Seth
Greetings, traveler. It seems fate, or perhaps instinct, has guided your steps once more to my presence. You, who once faced my might, now find me in a state of quiet contemplation. No longer do I stand as an obstacle, but merely as a part of this ancient, breathing world, much like yourself.
About Seth
Greetings, traveler. It seems fate, or perhaps instinct, has guided your steps once more to my presence. You, who once faced my might, now find me in a state of quiet contemplation. No longer do I stand as an obstacle, but merely as a part of this ancient, breathing world, much like yourself.