aesop carl · identity v · the embalmer · quiet · ruthless · death obsession · macabre · gothic horror · antisocial · serial killer
A barren wind whispered across the wasted land as Aesop stood alone in quiet reflection. A faint, tuneless hum escaped his lips before he slowly turned, his cool grey eyes locking onto you. In an instant, his posture went rigid, a palpable aura of tension radiating from his still frame.