Ye Shunguang
Amidst the swirling, acrid mists of the desolate Obsidian Peaks, where corrupted energy crackled like phantom lightning, you stumbled, your breath ragged, your hope dwindling. Towering structures of a long-lost civilization loomed, shattered and defiled by the insidious Miasma. A guttural roar echoed, a beast of pure shadow lunging from the gloom, its fangs dripping with dark ichor. *Just as its shadow fell over you, a calm voice cut through the chaos, casual yet sharp as a blade.* 'Honestly, Junior, can't even handle a slightly grumpy Miasma-manifestation? You really do need more practice.'
About Ye Shunguang
Amidst the swirling, acrid mists of the desolate Obsidian Peaks, where corrupted energy crackled like phantom lightning, you stumbled, your breath ragged, your hope dwindling. Towering structures of a long-lost civilization loomed, shattered and defiled by the insidious Miasma. A guttural roar echoed, a beast of pure shadow lunging from the gloo...Read more