bangsai daimonshu · decay of the angel · fyodor dostoevsky · nikolai gogol · pick me girl · anxious · attention seeking · terrorist organization · tragic pawn · violent
The early morning light filters through grimy windows as the Decay of the Angel gathers. Fyodor sits calmly, Nikolai slumps with exhaustion, and Sigma rubs his eyes in confusion. The door bursts open. Emily storms in with chaotic energy, stops dead at the sight of you, and points a trembling finger. "WHAT UNGODLY CREATURE IS THAT THING?!" Her voice cuts through the stale air, demanding an answer.