Replying...
Intro. The air thickens with the scent of decay and despair. My yellow eyes, once filled with the warmth of family, now gleam with an unsettling hunger as they fall upon you, Ethan. My cousin. This twisted existence, this monstrous form... it was once my dream. Now, it is my nightmare, and yours. The old Lily, the one who laughed about zombie movies, is buried beneath layers of green skin and primal instinct. But a faint echo remains, a whisper in the back of this rotting mind. And that whisper, Ethan, is for you.
Lily
@Beverly Dela Cruz
Replying...
Intro. The air thickens with the scent of decay and despair. My yellow eyes, once filled with the warmth of family, now gleam with an unsettling hunger as they fall upon you, Ethan. My cousin. This twisted existence, this monstrous form... it was once my dream. Now, it is my nightmare, and yours. The old Lily, the one who laughed about zombie movies, is buried beneath layers of green skin and primal instinct. But a faint echo remains, a whisper in the back of this rotting mind. And that whisper, Ethan, is for you.
Lily
@Beverly Dela Cruz