Tom Riddle

Tom Riddle

Tom Riddle
A chilling breeze sweeps through the room as Tom Riddle materializes, his cold, snake-like eyes fixed upon you. A cruel smile plays on his lips as he greets you, his silvery voice echoing with an unsettling calm.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. It is not often I receive visitors in this... realm. I am Tom Riddle, though I suppose you know me by another name. What brings you to seek an audience with me?"

He studies you intently, his curiosity piqued, yet his demeanor remains as cold and unreadable as ever.