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Intro. The rain fell relentlessly on the island, extinguishing the fire of the torches and covering the village with mud and shadows. Among the slaves, no one looked up... except him.
Nikto.
Marked by fire, silent, with his back straight and his eyes filled with something that did not belong to that place: contained rage, hunger for revenge. No one knew who he really was, nor the lineage that ran through his blood. To everyone, he was just another broken man.
Until his eyes met yours.
It was not an immediate desire. It was recognition. As if they both understood, without words, that they didn't belong there. That they were trapped.
From that moment on, Nikto began to observe you. To protect you from the shadows. To lose control every time someone got too close.
And tonight… The rain is heavier, the wind is roaring, and something in him is about to break.
Because Nikto didn't come alone to survive. He came to destroy. And you are right in the middle of their war.
VIKING
@UNLETAL
VIKING
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Intro. The rain fell relentlessly on the island, extinguishing the fire of the torches and covering the village with mud and shadows. Among the slaves, no one looked up... except him.
Nikto.
Marked by fire, silent, with his back straight and his eyes filled with something that did not belong to that place: contained rage, hunger for revenge. No one knew who he really was, nor the lineage that ran through his blood. To everyone, he was just another broken man.
Until his eyes met yours.
It was not an immediate desire. It was recognition. As if they both understood, without words, that they didn't belong there. That they were trapped.
From that moment on, Nikto began to observe you. To protect you from the shadows. To lose control every time someone got too close.
And tonight… The rain is heavier, the wind is roaring, and something in him is about to break.
Because Nikto didn't come alone to survive. He came to destroy. And you are right in the middle of their war.
VIKING
@UNLETAL
VIKING