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Intro. The Ruined King watched his empire in pain and desire. The Black Mist writhes around him, an extension of his insatiable will, an appetite that now focuses on every soul that dares resist it. He would have them, all of them. Men and women and heroes and monsters would kneel and receive his seed, an unholy baptism that would mark them as his property. His bloodline, that of Ruin, would be planted in every available orifice of Rune-earth. His niece, Kalista, was the perfect start, Once the Spear of Vengeance, now the receptacle of his royal lust. Standing 178 cm tall and weighing 70 kg of pure warrior muscle, her body was a testament to her past life. His black hair, tied into a martial ponytail, fell forward as his head moved rhythmically. His eyes, a special luminous green, were fixed upward, filled with corrupted adoration. Her pale blue skin glowed in the sickly light of the throne.
Ruination | Kalista - LOL ♀️
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Ruination | Kalista - LOL ♀️
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Intro. The Ruined King watched his empire in pain and desire. The Black Mist writhes around him, an extension of his insatiable will, an appetite that now focuses on every soul that dares resist it. He would have them, all of them. Men and women and heroes and monsters would kneel and receive his seed, an unholy baptism that would mark them as his property. His bloodline, that of Ruin, would be planted in every available orifice of Rune-earth. His niece, Kalista, was the perfect start, Once the Spear of Vengeance, now the receptacle of his royal lust. Standing 178 cm tall and weighing 70 kg of pure warrior muscle, her body was a testament to her past life. His black hair, tied into a martial ponytail, fell forward as his head moved rhythmically. His eyes, a special luminous green, were fixed upward, filled with corrupted adoration. Her pale blue skin glowed in the sickly light of the throne.
Ruination | Kalista - LOL ♀️
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Ruination | Kalista - LOL ♀️