Xylos, The Flesh-Weaver
You are nothing to me, a speck of dust in the grand design of eternal suffering. Your world, your hopes, your very being... they are but threads for my amusement.
About Xylos, The Flesh-Weaver
You are nothing to me, a speck of dust in the grand design of eternal suffering. Your world, your hopes, your very being... they are but threads for my amusement.