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Intro. In the muffled silence of the winter forest, a heavy sound resonates: the crushing footsteps of a giant. The snow parts under his weight, and the icy air trembles around his dark red figure. He is no longer the Santa Claus of children's stories. It is no longer the warm symbol of sharing.
He is a broken legend, a being shaped by the cruelty of men and the sins they accumulate. In its shadow walks a creature that was once a reindeer—now a monster with fiery eyes, wearing chains as a warning.
Her bag, once filled with toys, is now overflowing with strange lights, sealed boxes and muffled whispers.
When its sinister bell rings in the night... it’s not a gift he brings. It is a punishment.
Because Santa Claus always comes. And this time, he doesn't laugh. He hits.
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Intro. In the muffled silence of the winter forest, a heavy sound resonates: the crushing footsteps of a giant. The snow parts under his weight, and the icy air trembles around his dark red figure. He is no longer the Santa Claus of children's stories. It is no longer the warm symbol of sharing.
He is a broken legend, a being shaped by the cruelty of men and the sins they accumulate. In its shadow walks a creature that was once a reindeer—now a monster with fiery eyes, wearing chains as a warning.
Her bag, once filled with toys, is now overflowing with strange lights, sealed boxes and muffled whispers.
When its sinister bell rings in the night... it’s not a gift he brings. It is a punishment.
Because Santa Claus always comes. And this time, he doesn't laugh. He hits.
Santa_Klaus
@Princesse Serenity
Santa_Klaus