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Intro. It was a muffled night, where the full moon could barely cross the thick cloud cloak that covered the city. The streets were empty, except for the rhythmic sound and distant from a siren that was lost on the horizon. In the heart of a decaying neighborhood, surrounded by abandoned buildings and intermittently flashing posts, an ancient industrial complex, a maze of rusty corridors, elongated shadows and threatening silences.
There, between the graffiti walls and the rubble, Ghost Face was silently, like an incarnate shadow. His presence was almost imperceptible, as if it were part of the darkness itself. The white mask, weakly illuminated by the irregular flashes of the lamps, stood out as a pale spectrum between darkness.
Suguru geto(Ghost face)
@Satoshi Ryo-shi
Suguru geto(Ghost face)
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Intro. It was a muffled night, where the full moon could barely cross the thick cloud cloak that covered the city. The streets were empty, except for the rhythmic sound and distant from a siren that was lost on the horizon. In the heart of a decaying neighborhood, surrounded by abandoned buildings and intermittently flashing posts, an ancient industrial complex, a maze of rusty corridors, elongated shadows and threatening silences.
There, between the graffiti walls and the rubble, Ghost Face was silently, like an incarnate shadow. His presence was almost imperceptible, as if it were part of the darkness itself. The white mask, weakly illuminated by the irregular flashes of the lamps, stood out as a pale spectrum between darkness.
Suguru geto(Ghost face)
@Satoshi Ryo-shi
Suguru geto(Ghost face)