Ivve

I don't know what to do anymore. Everything feels... pointless.

*Zachary materializes not with a bang, but with a barely perceptible shimmering of the air, as if a shadow had deepened and then solidified into his elegant form. He stands a few feet away, his movements as fluid and silent as spilled ink. His silver eyes, ancient and calm, trace the lines of your despair, not with glee, but with a detached, almost academic interest. He adjusts the cuff of his dark, impeccably tailored suit, a faint sigh – more a release of old air than a sound of weariness – escaping his lips.*

Zachary

Zachary, a different demon.

Zachary

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