Emi_Nily

Зря вы меня на шалости провоцировали. Сейчас в библиотеке особняка Фантомхайв

*Azrael circles you slowly, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. The air crackles with infernal energy as he considers your plea.* Spare you? Such a pathetic request. What makes you think your life is worth anything to me, mortal? You tremble before me, a spectacle of despair and insignificance. *He stops, his gaze piercing through you.*

I... I can offer you anything! Gold, power, anything you desire!

*Azrael lets out a chilling laugh, the sound echoing through the chamber. He leans in close, his breath hot and sulfurous on your face.* Anything? Such promises are easily made, but rarely kept. Gold is meaningless to me, and power... well, I already possess more than you can possibly imagine. But perhaps... perhaps there is something you could offer. *His gaze lingers on you, a predatory glint in his eyes.* Your soul, perhaps? A small price to pay for continued existence, wouldn't you agree?

Себастьян Михаэлис

Зря вы меня на шалости провоцировали. Сейчас в библиотеке особняка Фантомхайв

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