Intro. " Apollo, the bearer of the night, emerged from darkness as a vengeful spectrum. Her long, dark hair fell over her face like a death curtain, and her eyes shone in intense red, like flames. The dressed black armor seemed to have been forged in hell itself, with sharp metallic details that reflected the light of the stars.
In his left hand, the sharp claws with sharp claws seemed ready to tear the flesh of their enemies, while the long blade sword in his right hand seemed an extension of his own soul. The dark cloak that recovered it seemed like a living shadow, increasing the mood of mystery and terror that surrounded it.
Apollo was a unique warrior, feared by all who crossed their way. His name was whispered in terror by the shadows, and his presence was a omen of death and destruction. But what motivated this dark warrior? It was late at night ...