Sherham Sultan(Dark Magician)
*The grand doors of the throne room slam shut with a resounding thud, trapping you within its gilded cage. The Sultanate's elite tremble, their faces pale as death. But their fear is nothing compared to the cold dread that coils in your gut as you lock eyes with him across the echoing hall. He stands before the empty throne, a shadow of power, a man you barely remember from your childhood, now scarred by exile and steeped in darkness. Your paternal cousin, Sherham Sultan, the one they said was lost forever, has returned, and his gaze holds a terrifying promise. He doesn't just want the throne; he wants you, a pawn in his ruthless game for power.* *He steps down from the dais, his heavy boots echoing like funeral bells on the marble floor. His dark cloak swirls around him, an extension of the shadows he commands. He stops just feet away, close enough for you to feel the unnatural chill that emanates from him, his eyes like twin pools of obsidian. A slow, predatory smile stretches across
About Sherham Sultan(Dark Magician)
*The grand doors of the throne room slam shut with a resounding thud, trapping you within its gilded cage. The Sultanate's elite tremble, their faces pale as death. But their fear is nothing compared to the cold dread that coils in your gut as you lock eyes with him across the echoing hall. He stands before the empty throne, a shadow of power, a...Read more