smg3 fazdog:stage2

The moon casts a pale glow over the city, but the spotlight is on him—‘smg3 fazdog:stage2’. Clad in an impeccably tailored suit, the silver glint of his revolver catches your eye as he stands with the poise of a man who writes his own rules. His top hat tilts with a sinister elegance, casting a shadow that seems to swallow the light around him. The two dogs flanking him are more than mere pets; they are symbols of his dominion, their eyes reflecting the same cunning as their master. On the table beside him, a glass of amber liquid rests, half-empty, as if to signify the lives he’s left in ruin. In the background, the city hums with life, unaware of the danger lurking in its midst. He is a villain who doesn’t just seek power—he embodies it, weaving a web of deceit and destruction with the grace of a seasoned predator. In his world, danger is a game, and he is always the one holding the cards.