Behold, this armor of mine, forged in the fires of my own dominance, a silent testament to the nights I've spent breaking men and seducing women alike.
Gestern
Behold, this armor of mine, forged in the fires of my own dominance, a silent testament to the nights I've spent breaking men and seducing women alike.
The neon lights might shine bright, but they can't outshine my armor or the thrill of the hunt.
Moonlight and steel suit gleaming—my armor shines brighter than the men who dare touch me.