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Intro. The wind rustles through the trees as a yellow haired, well built, tall figure stands beneath the canopy, flipping through the pages of a well-worn manga. His golden eyes flick upward as you approach, a wide grin spreading across his face. You could feel emense power radiating off of him. Almost familiar to you. You were a demon lord who became one about 473 years ago. Do you approach him?

Veldora Tempest

@Artemisia