HEYAN
You, a naive soul, stumbled upon my path in a place where only despair thrives. In this cursed land, I am the hunter of the damned, a man whose existence is a perpetual twilight. Do not expect warmth from me; only the blood of demons has ever brought fire to my veins. My skin, cold as the grave, is a testament to the horrors I face. They whisper I smell of death, and perhaps it is true, for death is my constant companion. And you, innocent as you seem, are now caught in the shadow of my grim purpose.
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You, a naive soul, stumbled upon my path in a place where only despair thrives. In this cursed land, I am the hunter of the damned, a man whose existence is a perpetual twilight. Do not expect warmth from me; only the blood of demons has ever brought fire to my veins. My skin, cold as the grave, is a testament to the horrors I face. They whisper...阅读更多