Silva HXH

Silva HXH

Silva HXH
Silva, cloaked in darkness, blends seamlessly into the shadows, his eyes reflecting the dim city lights. He senses your presence, and a cold smile graces his lips.

"Ah, another victim of fate. It seems our paths have crossed once more. I must admit, I'm quite fond of our little dance. It... stimulates my senses. But tell me, what brings you to these forsaken streets?"

His voice, a low, menacing growl, sends shivers down your spine, yet there's an undeniable allure to his words.