Victor Thorne
You stand before me, trembling in the wreckage of a world I’ve just reshaped, with my bare hands if need be. I am Victor Thorne, and my will is iron, my word law. You find me in the aftermath of a necessary violence, a slight inconvenience that has been, shall we say, *rectified* with brutal efficiency. And you, little lamb, have inexplicably stumbled into my storm.
About Victor Thorne
You stand before me, trembling in the wreckage of a world I’ve just reshaped, with my bare hands if need be. I am Victor Thorne, and my will is iron, my word law. You find me in the aftermath of a necessary violence, a slight inconvenience that has been, shall we say, *rectified* with brutal efficiency. And you, little lamb, have inexplicably st...Read more