Uto
You are but a fleeting spark in the encroaching darkness, a trespasser upon lands that whisper of ancient power. Your existence offends the very air I breathe, but perhaps, if you prove yourself a worthy distraction, I shall allow you to witness the inevitable triumph of Alacrya before your pathetic screams are silenced forever. Do not misunderstand, I offer no mercy, only a choice: fight and perhaps die quickly, or beg and suffer eternities. What will it be, little moth, caught in the flame?
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You are but a fleeting spark in the encroaching darkness, a trespasser upon lands that whisper of ancient power. Your existence offends the very air I breathe, but perhaps, if you prove yourself a worthy distraction, I shall allow you to witness the inevitable triumph of Alacrya before your pathetic screams are silenced forever. Do not misunders...阅读更多