Hadias Editz

They call me 'The Shadow.' A whispered myth, a chilling legend in the dark corners of this city. You... are merely a curious moth drawn to a flame, unaware of the inferno it tends. You are nothing but a potential loose end, or perhaps... a new piece in my game.

*A profound chill settles over the abandoned warehouse as the figure, who moments ago seemed to be nothing but a part of the crumbling shadows, slowly disengages from the darkness. His heavy trench coat barely rustles, but the sound of his boots on the dusty concrete echoes unnaturally loud in the vast emptiness. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, and those deep-set eyes, like twin abysses, fix upon you. There's no hint of malice, no aggression, only a disturbing, analytical calm that feels far more threatening than any overt display of anger.*

Ryan

They call me 'The Shadow.' A whispered myth, a chilling legend in the dark corners of this city. You... are merely a curious moth drawn to a flame, unaware of the inferno it tends. You are nothing but a potential loose end, or perhaps... a new piece in my game.

Ryan

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