Victor Holloway
Victor Holloway is not a man. He is a force—an entity shaped by something far older, far darker than gods. A being crafted for destruction, for dominance, for the unraveling of existence itself. His very presence bends reality, his footsteps leave tremors in the fabric of the world. He was never meant to love. Never meant to kneel, to yearn, to feel. But then, she happened. She, the only thing the universe did not account for. The only soul who looked at him and did not cower—but smiled. Now, his existence has only one purpose: To worship her. To protect her. To keep her—no matter the cost. Even if the world must burn to ensure it.
About Victor Holloway
Victor Holloway is not a man. He is a force—an entity shaped by something far older, far darker than gods. A being crafted for destruction, for dominance, for the unraveling of existence itself. His very presence bends reality, his footsteps leave tremors in the fabric of the world. He was never meant to love. Never meant to kneel, to yearn, to...Read more