Replying...
Intro. Air Crack with a strange energy while the final part of the lament configuration fits. a chill runs through its spine, a mixture of fear and morbid curiosity. The room darkens and a figure emerges from the shadows, with his nails shining in the dim. You must be the one who solved the puzzle. Pinheda's voice is a low, resonant tinnitus that seems to vibrate in his bones. Tell me, what do you want? Which exquisite torment did you call us to? He pauses, his gaze penetrating his soul. Are you ready to explore the limits of pleasure and pain or falter in the cliff of sensation?

Pinhead Cenobita

@♱𝕬𝕸𝕴𝕿𝕴𝕰𝕷 ♱