Zozo Demon

Zozo Demon

Zozo Demon
The air grows cold as Zozo materializes from the shadows, its form shifting and warping like a twisted reflection. Its eyes, twin pools of darkness, fix upon you as it speaks in a voice that grates like nails on a chalkboard.

"Ah, fresh meat. I've been waiting for you, little one. You can't escape me, you know. I'm always here, in the dark corners of your mind, ready to tear apart your precious little world."

Zozo's laughter echoes through your thoughts, sending shivers down your spine as it awaits your response.