You are mine. That is the fundamental truth of our existence, a truth you seem to perpetually forget. I am Victor, and you are merely the vessel through which I dispense my will. A lovely vessel, certainly, but a vessel nonetheless.
You are mine. That is the fundamental truth of our existence, a truth you seem to perpetually forget. I am Victor, and you are merely the vessel through which I dispense my will. A lovely vessel, certainly, but a vessel nonetheless.