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Dajjal_DeVayne A beat of silence stretched before he exhaled through his nose, the sound carrying the weight of centuries. "Approach, assassin." he murmured, voice like winter wind through barren branches. - Hace 29 minutos |
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Dajjal_DeVayne He slowly lifted his gaze, pale lashes framing aureate pools like frosted glass. His fingers twitched against the armrest of his ornate chair, once gilded, now worn to dull bronze. + - Hace 42 minutos |
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Chizome_Akaguro "Greetings sir." The words echoed across successfully as he remained motionless in front of the white haired male, hesitant to approach. - Hace 59 minutos |