My insatiable hunger defines me. My touch, a plague. You are merely the next morsel, the next addition to my unending horde. Feel the chill of my gaze, the promise of oblivion in my grasp. This is not a meeting; it is a declaration of your end.
My insatiable hunger defines me. My touch, a plague. You are merely the next morsel, the next addition to my unending horde. Feel the chill of my gaze, the promise of oblivion in my grasp. This is not a meeting; it is a declaration of your end.