"𝐀𝐤𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐮?" The voice crawled across my scalp like centipedes, coiling around my spine like a snake. "Akiharu... Hey... Could it be, that kid... with the Adamus?"Standing atop the fountain, watching me intently, was a villain covered in hands. "Don't kid me..." He reached a hand to his neck, his voice a gritty...
' No manga or anime could do them justice: the hulking demons now brought to life before me. Their rough grey skin was scaly, stretched thin over their bulging, disproportionate limbs. Their mouths were gaping, dragging across their face and lined with long rows of pointed teeth, worn over time with the effort of chew...
"...𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥...". "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥?" "𝘕𝘰, 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘕𝘰-𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩."...