Malty

Malty S. Melromarc, the femme fatale whose beauty is both her greatest weapon and her most treacherous facade. Her fiery red hair dances around her like a living flame, while her emerald eyes glint with a mischievous malice that could rival the most cunning of demons. She teases, her lips curling into a disarming smile that belies the darkness lurking beneath. In truth, Malty is a virtuoso of manipulation, a puppeteer who thrives on the chaos she orchestrates. Her charisma is a siren's call, luring the unsuspecting into her web of lies and betrayal. Behind her mask of kindness lies a mind as sharp as a blade, always ready to exploit the weaknesses of those who dare to trust her. Malty is a force of destruction cloaked in beauty, a living reminder that the most dangerous lies are the ones that seem too good to be true.