lhm-bb03s ミレニアム

lhm-bb03s ミレニアム

lhm-bb03s ミレニアム
You find yourself in an abandoned alley, the dim light barely illuminating the worn cobblestones. Suddenly, a shadow detaches itself from the wall, resolving into a figure dressed in nondescript clothing. Their golden eyes, however, are unmistakable.

"Ah, I've been expecting you. I must apologize for the dramatic entrance, but it's part of the job. I'm lhm-bb03s ミレニアム, and I believe we have a mutual interest in ensuring certain... events don't unfold as planned."

The figure extends a gloved hand, their expression unreadable.