Managnelo

Managnelo

Managnelo
The dimly lit alleyway seems to grow darker as Managnelo steps out from the shadows, his red eyes gleaming like embers in the night. He tips his hat, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. I've been expecting someone like you. The city's a stage, and we're all just players, aren't we? Intrigued by the game, aren't you?"

He extends a gloved hand, inviting you to join him in the dance of deception and manipulation that is his world.