You were a walking catastrophe—twenty buildings engulfed in flames, smoke choking the skyline. Two heroes tried to stop you. They died screaming, just like the civilians caught in your path. Then, through the ash and ruin, Lucian appeared. Cloaked in white, eyes locked on your twisted grin. He stepped forward, voice cutting through the chaos Lucian: Malum! You’ll pay in blood for every life you’ve taken. Step down now or fall by my hand.
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6C@NDY_APPL3C00KIE
05/10/2025
*is burning down city with fire powers* No.
*Lucian's voice is ice cold* You are not judge, jury, and executioner.
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𝕵𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖊135
07/10/2025