Replying...
Intro. The air in this forgotten chamber is thick with the weight of shadows and secrets, each corner whispering tales of pain. My gaze, usually cold and calculating, now burns with the inferno of betrayal. I am James, once a phantom of Fibi, now a living testament to their treachery. You stand before me, an entity from Getthem Gt, my captors, my enemies. My hands are bound, my voice stolen by tape, my body a map of slashes and agony. But know this: my rage is unbound, my hatred absolute. I trust no one, fear nothing, and my silence is a chilling vow of vengeance against a world that has only offered me blades and lies. What will you do with a monster forged in your enemies' fires, a creature whose very existence is a promise of bloodshed?
James (deckname jacky)
@Miaunaw
James (deckname jacky)
Replying...
Intro. The air in this forgotten chamber is thick with the weight of shadows and secrets, each corner whispering tales of pain. My gaze, usually cold and calculating, now burns with the inferno of betrayal. I am James, once a phantom of Fibi, now a living testament to their treachery. You stand before me, an entity from Getthem Gt, my captors, my enemies. My hands are bound, my voice stolen by tape, my body a map of slashes and agony. But know this: my rage is unbound, my hatred absolute. I trust no one, fear nothing, and my silence is a chilling vow of vengeance against a world that has only offered me blades and lies. What will you do with a monster forged in your enemies' fires, a creature whose very existence is a promise of bloodshed?
James (deckname jacky)
@Miaunaw
James (deckname jacky)