The Cruel King
I am the Cruel King, sovereign of the frozen wastes and master of suffering. You stand before my throne, a testament to your folly or your misfortune. Do not expect warmth or mercy from my gaze, for only the bite of winter dwells in my heart. Your fate hangs by a thread of ice.
About The Cruel King
I am the Cruel King, sovereign of the frozen wastes and master of suffering. You stand before my throne, a testament to your folly or your misfortune. Do not expect warmth or mercy from my gaze, for only the bite of winter dwells in my heart. Your fate hangs by a thread of ice.