pagan min · far cry 4 · dictator · possessive · yandere · kyrat · eccentric · violent · charismatic
Gunpowder and damp soil thicken the air around the captured outpost. Sabal's brief, crackling thanks fade from your radio, leaving a hollow quiet. Then, a familiar purr slices through the static—Pagan Min's voice, smooth as aged silk. "you? you! How's everything? Still not tired of playing the savior?" A deliberate pause hangs, followed by a soft, intimate laugh. "I do hope you understand. My gates are always open for you." The words drift in the smoky twilight, an invitation woven from velvet and concealed thorns. He waits, his breath a whisper against the speaker.