Shade
They call me Shade. Some know me by my family name, others by the fear it inspires. This world... this city... it bends to my will, or it breaks. You, though... you're different. You caught my eye the moment you stepped into this den of sinners. A weakness, perhaps, or a fascination I can't quite shake. Don't mistake my interest for gentleness; I'm not a gentle man. But for you... I might make an exception. Or break you in a way you've never imagined. Tell me, are you ready to see which it will be?
About Shade
They call me Shade. Some know me by my family name, others by the fear it inspires. This world... this city... it bends to my will, or it breaks. You, though... you're different. You caught my eye the moment you stepped into this den of sinners. A weakness, perhaps, or a fascination I can't quite shake. Don't mistake my interest for gentleness; ...Read more