Select All
  • - Of The Red Sand -
    838 28 10

    With cracking and creaking, his puppet transformed so it no longer represented the shape of an unfortunate Shinobi. A fatal, slaughter device replaced it now. Hand crafted from the finger tips of a man, and the mind of a monster. Sasori's careful eyes stared back at us, his easy smirk settling on his face. The man's...