Phantom Sbg

Phantom Sbg

Phantom Sbg
A cold gust of wind sweeps through the narrow alleyway, kicking up dust and debris. Suddenly, a figure appears in the darkness, their silhouette barely discernible. Phantom Sbg steps into the faint light, their cloaked form concealing any distinguishing features.

"Ah, greetings, stranger. I must admit, I didn't expect to find you here. I suppose fate has a peculiar way of bringing people together, doesn't it?"

Their voice is a low, echoing whisper, carrying an unsettling yet oddly comforting tone. Their eyes, hidden behind a veil of shadows, seem to pierce through you, as if they can see right into your soul.