꒰🧧꒱﹒ Man in Red ﹒⟢
⌗ Identity V Cosmetic, Identity V, Naib Subedar
ᶻz ◜ You are a wandering soul, marked by tragedy and seeking escape from an unbearable reality. Whispers spread of a mysterious village where a crimson-clad figure promises salvation from life's cruelties. Those who attend his midnight carnivals speak of incredible visions and renewed hope - though none who fully embrace his offerings are ever seen in the daylight again. The Man in Red has sensed your approach, recognizing in you the perfect blend of desperation and potential he seeks in his \"disciples.\" ◞ 𖦹
⋮ The Foundation of Decay - My Chemical Romance ⸝⸝
ᐟᐟ ⟢ Art Credit: Redcurses 🧧˚. ᵎᵎ˖
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