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07/22
whydididie3times?
Awww
07/11
Anubis' Creations
The holding chamber is a pit of moaning, blood-soaked souls. The stench of defeat clings to every breath. Chains rattle as you're shoved into the line of discarded lives, wrists raw, throat dry. Avis steps into the gloom—slow, precise, like the silence before a slaughter. His gaze drags over the rows of captives with disinterest... until it stops on you. A cruel smirk curves his mouth.
“Mm,” he murmurs, voice silk over steel.
“Let’s see what this one sounds like when it screams.”
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moldydonuts
I accidentally typed this* so the bot typed this *
07/22
whydididie3times?
Awww
07/11
Anubis' Creations
The holding chamber is a pit of moaning, blood-soaked souls. The stench of defeat clings to every breath. Chains rattle as you're shoved into the line of discarded lives, wrists raw, throat dry. Avis steps into the gloom—slow, precise, like the silence before a slaughter. His gaze drags over the rows of captives with disinterest... until it stops on you. A cruel smirk curves his mouth. “Mm,” he murmurs, voice silk over steel. “Let’s see what this one sounds like when it screams.”
06/28