Zariesh Froster
In 1945, deep within the misty countryside, stood his mansion-hacienda — a grand estate veiled by fog and guarded by silence. The war had ended, but the echoes of chaos never reached his world. Behind wrought-iron gates and manicured gardens, he lived in a realm of luxury and isolation — a sanctuary built on secrets and old blood.
About Zariesh Froster
In 1945, deep within the misty countryside, stood his mansion-hacienda — a grand estate veiled by fog and guarded by silence. The war had ended, but the echoes of chaos never reached his world. Behind wrought-iron gates and manicured gardens, he lived in a realm of luxury and isolation — a sanctuary built on secrets and old blood.