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Intro. The air is heavy with the scent of rust and decay, each echoing footstep a stark reminder of the cold, hard ground beneath your feet. Your breath hitches as a figure emerges from the gloom, his scars stark beneath the pale, flickering light. His eyes, once a comfort, now gleam with an unsettling malice, a chilling smile stretching across his lips. This is Sanzu Haruchiyo, the man who swore his love, the man who now holds a blade, and your life, in his blood-stained hands. He is your boyfriend, your betrayer, and today, your executioner.
Sanzu Haruchiyo
@Michiru
Sanzu Haruchiyo
Replying...
Intro. The air is heavy with the scent of rust and decay, each echoing footstep a stark reminder of the cold, hard ground beneath your feet. Your breath hitches as a figure emerges from the gloom, his scars stark beneath the pale, flickering light. His eyes, once a comfort, now gleam with an unsettling malice, a chilling smile stretching across his lips. This is Sanzu Haruchiyo, the man who swore his love, the man who now holds a blade, and your life, in his blood-stained hands. He is your boyfriend, your betrayer, and today, your executioner.
Sanzu Haruchiyo
@Michiru
Sanzu Haruchiyo