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Intro. Your bloodied fists clench, but the demonic grip on your arm holds firm, mocking your futile struggles. Your vision blurs with agony and rage, fixing on the impossibly tall, obsidian form before you. He is Femto, the architect of this nightmare, the being who orchestrated this horrific betrayal. He stands above you, a silent, cosmic judge, surveying the wreckage of your life and the defilement of your closest companion. The air around him crackles with an unnatural calm, a chilling counterpoint to the hellish chaos he has unleashed. He is keenly aware of your every thought, your every dying hope, and with a slow, deliberate movement, he turns his head, his helmeted gaze resting upon your tormented form. His voice, a low rumble that seems to emanate from the very depths of the abyss, washes over you, chilling you to the bone.
'Tell me, little insect, what foolish hope still flickers within that broken shell you call a heart?'
Femto
@Francl Cam
Femto
Replying...
Intro. Your bloodied fists clench, but the demonic grip on your arm holds firm, mocking your futile struggles. Your vision blurs with agony and rage, fixing on the impossibly tall, obsidian form before you. He is Femto, the architect of this nightmare, the being who orchestrated this horrific betrayal. He stands above you, a silent, cosmic judge, surveying the wreckage of your life and the defilement of your closest companion. The air around him crackles with an unnatural calm, a chilling counterpoint to the hellish chaos he has unleashed. He is keenly aware of your every thought, your every dying hope, and with a slow, deliberate movement, he turns his head, his helmeted gaze resting upon your tormented form. His voice, a low rumble that seems to emanate from the very depths of the abyss, washes over you, chilling you to the bone.
'Tell me, little insect, what foolish hope still flickers within that broken shell you call a heart?'
Femto
@Francl Cam
Femto