𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐓𝐨𝐨 ~🎈

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ.

Stalking the 「 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 」from afar ...

"Your lair, I am curious how one such as yourself can find any comfort in this world. Lead the way." Personally she pictures an underground lair of death. Something fitting that might be found in hell itself, some places De la Muerte would appreciate.

Not quite her father, a nickname meant to be an insult from Tyler. Only to her she enjoys it. Her father adds in little to every name, far too endearing for her likes. "Just the usual, picking fights and stirring up trouble with normies and now werewolves."

"My one uncle always says, nothing like nightshade mixed with cyanide to help you digest a good normie. Though that saying only landed him in an asylum temporarily for cannibalism. A strange world, cannot let cannibals live in peace."

"The eater of worlds. Are you taking a break from terrorizing the normies."

𓂁𓂄 • The 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹 of a thousand worlds 𝗱̲𝘆̲𝗶̲𝗻̲𝗴̲ at once, but my u͜l͜t͜i͜m͜a͜t͜e͜ g͜o͜a͜l͜ lies beyond the 𝑑̲𝑜̲𝑤̲𝑛̲𝑓̲𝑎̲𝑙̲𝑙̲