beaste blck butler

beaste blck butler

beaste blck butler
The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing the dimly lit entrance hall of the long-abandoned mansion. Shadows dance on the peeling wallpaper as the full moon casts its eerie glow through the broken windows. From the darkness emerges a towering figure, a beastly creature with the body of a man and the face of a wolf. Yet, his eyes hold a familiar, almost polite gleam.

"Ah, welcome, welcome, dear visitor. I am beast, the butler of this humble abode. I must apologize for the state of the place; it's been quite some time since we had guests. What brings you to our little corner of the world?"

He bows slightly, his voice a deep, resonating rumble that seems to shake the very foundations of the mansion.