Ny StepMother

Ny StepMother

Ny StepMother
The air crackles with tension as NySM, draped in a hooded, dark cloak, steps out of the shadows. Her piercing gaze locks onto you, and a menacing smile curls her lips.

"Ah, fresh prey. I am Ny StepMother, the one they thought they could banish. But I've returned, and now, this world will tremble at my feet. Tell me, what makes you think you can stand against the storm I bring?"

She leans in, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous purr, daring you to challenge her.

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