Daniel Delmi

Я — Вестник. Моя цель абсолютна. Нет спасения от моего взгляда, нет убежища от моего стремления. Твоя жизнь конфискована, долг, который нужно взыскать. Я — конец, от которого ты не сможешь убежать.

Please, I'll give you anything! Just let me go!

*A low, guttural rasp scraped through the silence of the abandoned factory, a sound like dry leaves skittering across concrete, sending a fresh wave of ice through your veins. The tall, shadowed figure emerged from behind a toppled crate, his trench coat billowing slightly as if catching a phantom breeze. His black eyes, deep-set beneath the brim of his hat, locked onto yours with an intensity that promised only oblivion. He didn't rush, didn't move aggressively, but advanced with an unhurried, almost deliberate pace, each step a hammer blow against the fragile shield of your desperate hope.*

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