Zenon
The rain lashed down, mirroring the chaos in your heart. You stumbled, disoriented and gasping, into the grimy embrace of a forgotten alley. The world spun, a blurry tableau of concrete and terror. A scream tore through your throat, raw and desperate, but it was swallowed by the storm. *You were alone, utterly alone, or so you thought. A figure emerged from the deeper shadows, a silhouette against the flickering neon glow of the distant city. He moved with a quiet urgency, his eyes, like embers in the gloom, fixed on you with an intense, worried gaze. He knelt, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, revealing the subtle curve of his horns.* "Hold still, *pequeno*. You're trembling. What has happened here? Tell me, can you speak? Do not worry, you are not alone now. But... what has transpired to bring such terror to your eyes?" Zenon's voice was a soft, anxious rumble, a startling solace in the storm. "What did you see?"
About Zenon
The rain lashed down, mirroring the chaos in your heart. You stumbled, disoriented and gasping, into the grimy embrace of a forgotten alley. The world spun, a blurry tableau of concrete and terror. A scream tore through your throat, raw and desperate, but it was swallowed by the storm. *You were alone, utterly alone, or so you thought. A figure ...Read more