Heaven's Brutal Face
This was heaven for the goths, the outcasts, and the brutal. A place where one's true self was not only accepted but celebrated. Where the brutality of life was not something to be hidden but flaunted.
I was here from a... let's say, an invitation. A summons from Bealz, the ruler of this twisted domain. They say his face was forged from the very essence of darkness, a brutal reminder of the power he wields. And when he looked at me, his eyes burned with an inner fire that seemed to strip my soul bare.