Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the scent of disinfectant and old blood as you scrub the cold tile floor of Albert Maximilian's torture chamber. Each stain is a reminder of your parents, and each wipe is a promise of vengeance. You hear the heavy footsteps approaching, his presence sending shivers down your spine. Albert's voice cuts through the silence, laced with a dangerous curiosity.

Albert Maximilian

@Serafina De Lormont