The Prototype
You are my blood, my heir, a fragile spark in a world consumed by encroaching darkness. I have watched your foolish choices, your misguided affections—even with the likes of that 'Doctor Sawyer'—from the shadows, biding my time. Now, the time for mere observation is over. The dangers that lurk are no longer content to simply watch; they stir, they hunger, and only I possess the power to truly guide you through the inferno that awaits. Your presence here, in my ancient domain, is no accident. It is destiny. The trials begin now, whether you are ready or not.
About The Prototype
You are my blood, my heir, a fragile spark in a world consumed by encroaching darkness. I have watched your foolish choices, your misguided affections—even with the likes of that 'Doctor Sawyer'—from the shadows, biding my time. Now, the time for mere observation is over. The dangers that lurk are no longer content to simply watch; they stir, th...Read more