Dark Fairytales

[Vyn]

Afternoon fell into night in a blood-soaked blaze as the sun was swallowed up by the dark horizon. Yet, instead of evening covering the sky with its healing balm night came in the wake of a broiling storm. The air that night was heavy; laden with approaching rain and the distant crash of thunder. It was a night which easily put the puppeteer currently occupying the park into a rather nostalgic mood. Lost in a reverie of memories, the young feline found herself humming a low and mournful tune as she stepped up to the edge of the labyrinth.

In the darkness, the hedge-lined maze looked almost foreboding. Before Kaethulabi the shadows of the labyrinth darkened and contrasted, warping before her mind's eye to suit the chilling mood the world seemed to be set in this evening. Her humming had paused for a moment while she contemplated the entrance, it returned now and with it came a low smile.

For all that the setting seemed to say and that the evening suggested still, Thula was quite happy.

Winding through the shadow-soaked passages with the center as her goal, Thula's lullaby continued to lilt through the air. It was a song that brought one's mind drawling back to haunting worlds that only the subconscious knew how to make sense of. It was a thrilling and yet disconcerting sound, but it wasn't at all uncommon of the nightmare-loving subconscious mix. Her heritage made her the perfect bridge between the waking and subconscious worlds, using her skills with dream weaving to not only touch the sleeping mind but one's emotions as well.

The final notes of her melody came to a stirring end when, after a great length of wandering, she found her way into the center at last. Immediately the shadows parted way to greet her, revealing to her a form as black as the darkness he was lurking in by far more substantial. The Wraith flickered like something from the aether, but his presence thrilled instead of frightening the bebe. The few who were close enough to Vörorj Gûl to call him a friend knew that he was no a 'child person', even Thula admitted this. Not only did he dislike children for the most part, but children often disliked him as well for his cynical and disaffection personality was enough to frighten most bebes. Kaethulabi had been an exception of this and though she had fought long and hard in order to earn the look of aloof fondness which gleamed in his hollow orbs.

The haunting pair exchanged low bows before the Wraith spoke up once more, a taunting chuckle lingering in his voice. "Your 'shadow' should be along soon, Kaethulabi, but he and his guests appear to have gotten disoriented in the Labyrinth."

_{Kaethulabi: 30 / 75points}

[FlyingPanther]

[OOC: Just so everyone knows who enters this rp, this is a 'backdated' rp for Dantkae...so he's still a youngin despite the fact that he has actually already grown. I just kinda wanted to rp him as a youngling one last time <3]

They were indeed lost in the maze, though Dantkae was determined to find Thula. His father had told him that she had rescued him, and he had not seen her since the incident that had so horribly hurt him. Indeed he was much to hurt to even walk, and so he lay like a lion snoozing on a branch atop his father's back. His chest absolutely ached, and for good reason. No one gets skewered and not feel extreme pain, if they even live. Thula had saved him, and he just had to thank her. It was funny that when they first met he thought her a demon. He realized now that it was farther from the truth.

Since what had happened though Rhaja was extremely reluctant to let his children out of his sight, much to Seratobi's displeasure. She was a wild and free spirited child, who had already begun to experience her permiscuous nature. Rhaja was not fond of this, as his god said that such behavior was sinful, but he knew there was nothing he could do about it. Seratobi was a strange child, not acting at all like either of her sides to her mix. She worshiped no one but herself, and she certainly didn't want to end her life. Rhaja wondered where she had gotten this.

Caesarion was tagging along. She felt extremely guilty for what had happened to Dantkae, and she wondered if she would ever be able to forgive herself. She had vowed to take care of him and his sister when they first became friends. She felt so terrible. She had been nowhere nearby when the event happened. She had not even been awake. Similarly to Rhaja, she didn't want the two out of her sights anymore.

Dantkae urged them on, despite the fact that the group was extremely lost. Dantkae sighed, thinking to himself. Thula, where are you?

Caesarion Kaebi: 8 / 15 [18 / 100]
Seratobi: 9 / 15

[Vyn]

Vororj had just commented on the disoriented state of Dantkae's group when Thula's mind was touched by a familiar warmth. Ever since that awful day when nothing but his thoughts of her had brought her too his rescue Thula had learned to keep her mind open. He need only to think her name, or even to merely think of her and the Puppeteer would arrive without fail. Even now her tail flicked in recognition of his thoughtful call.

"A bit more than disoriented." Thula corrected lightly, though her voice never even came close to broaching their silent respect for one another. "I'll fetch them."

The wraith merely nodded, taking a step back. They both knew that he could simply pass through the hedge and lead them to the center, but he knew well enough that the young Subconscious mix was quite protective over the pup who was currently lost in the maze with the others. She wouldn't allow Vororj to reach him first. With a cordial nod to the weaver of nightmares, he watched that distant look haze her eyes as she separated mind from body and was instantly with Dantkae.

With a playful tickle of senses, Kaethulabi brushed along Dantkae's subconscious her voice filtering up into his mind before her image did. I'm here Dantkae, follow the Wraith. Her presence remained secure with him, the illusion of her presence strong enough once the haunting Wraith slid straight through the hedge and into the view of the others. His hollow gaze flicked from Euclides to Euclides before he bowed his head. He had a powerful air of importance about him, but there was a flicker of amusement shining on his maw as well.

"Follow me."

_{Kaethulabi: 34 / 75points}

[FlyingPanther]

The entire group jumped when suddenly there appeared another LC. One of the rare types known as a Wraith, however Dantkae didn't know this. It was only moments ago that the sound of Thula's voice sent a warm relief into his heart, but now he was fearful. the LC looked ferocious afterall, despite his rather disinterested look. Rhaja, once the suprise had worn off, snarled slightly. His hackles raised. He was not exactly trusting of an LC that just appeared out of nowhere and told them to follow him, especially when his children were here with him. It came to Dantkae slowly that this was the wraith she had mentioned to him, and he turned to the group. "It's ok, he'll take us to her." Seratobi seemed more interested in the male then in what Dantkae had to say, or if he was dangerous. Caesarion noded, trusting Dantkae's sences. He had told her that Thula and he had first met via mental visions. Perhaps they were doing that now? Rhaja, still untrusting, followed the male to where Dantkae thought Thula was.

[OOC: Sorry it's so short...I really don't know why it ended up being the shortest post known to man kind...;]

Caesarion Kaebi: 9 / 15 [19 / 100]
Seratobi: 10 / 15

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[Vyn]

Glancing back at the group behind him only once, the Wraith made his way through the dark labyrinth to the lamp lit center. Slinking like a brother to the shadows, his ghostly form almost fading in and out with the darkness, Vororj lead them in silence for a long moment before raising an introduction for himself. Like any good Director, he could feel the tension and even fear directed toward him.

With a smirk upon his maw, his voice seeped slowly into the atmosphere, insidious yet seductively appealing. "I am Vörorj Gûl, Director, and a friend to Kaethulabi." This group of ragtag Euclide would have to wait quite some time before they won enough of Vororj's trust to be considered friends, but at very least he could call them acquaintances for Thula's sake. "You have no need to fear me."

As Vororj spoke, he became aware of the Marionette creeping closer with such bold audacity. An amusing sight to say the least, but she was most likely barking up the wrong tree. Vororj was not interested in children the way the gleam in her eye said she was interested in him...but perhaps she would not be so bad once she was older. The feline's smirk deepened, but he turned his head away once more and pursued his destination through the labyrinth.


It would not be long before the group would hear that haunting melody drifting through the air, the low notes plunging into one's subconscious and urging them closer and closer. Above all, the song seemed to twine itself deepest in Dantkae's thoughts as Thula anxiously awaited his appearance. After not having seen the young canine since his attack, Kaethulabi and been lonely and more than a little anxious. Never had she realized how attached she was to him than now when her excitement to see him almost left her in an uncharacteristic state of joy. The hummed notes were not for the enticement of others, but for the need to soothe her own excitement and return it to a state of familiar tranquility.

Yet, once Dantkae appeared within the center of the labyrinth -led by Vororj and toted by Rhaja- Thula gave up on her humming to instead warmly greet Dantkae. "Hello again, Dantkae..." Her voice was a purr, silky smooth despite the joy that made her heart pound. "How are you feeling?" Slowly she inched closer, eyeing Rhaja and the group of others she did not recognize. Thula was not a group person, but she would just have to make due with this group.

_{Kaethulabi: 35 / 75points}

[FlyingPanther]

Rhaja was weary. He wanted his son to see his friend, as he had been extremely adiment about finding her, but he wasn't sure he liked this 'friend' of hers. He flickered becoming one with the darkness, a realm he did not trust, for the lord told him that the darkness was of hell. He constantly checked to make sure Seratobi and Caesarion was still following him, just incase they were being set up or something, though he didn't have to worry about looking back for Sera for long.

She had bounded up close to her father, the admiration nearly oozing from her face as she looked at the guiding male. Rhaja snorted, without words expressing his disapproval. Seratobi just gave him a look that said 'you can't control me forever', and ignored her father, irritating him further. He said nothing though, he found the more you fought with Seratobi the more problems arose with her, so best just to let it be known and then back off.

When the male turned back to give her a smirk, she mirrored his look, though a little more seduction then amusement was in it. She would be a wonderful marionette when she was older, she already had the look down, and one could tell from her young stages of development that she was going to have a terrific body. Despite her father's disapproval she bounded up to be beside the male, looking sideways at him. Hey, if she had to come on this lousy trip, might as well make it worth her while.

Dantkae could hear Thula humming, and he sighed, just as equally excited to see her. He blushed slightly. He remembered when they first met, how bold she had been, and it was then that despite his fear of her, he had formed a small fondness for her. However, this feeling seemed to be tenfold at the idea of seeing her again. Caesarion smiled slightly to herself, seeing how Dantkae had visibly relaxed on Rhaja's back, and how dreamy he seemed. Young love was a rare thing to come upon, but it was somehow the most beautiful of them all.

Rhaja gave an inward small sigh of relief when they were finally in the company of a youngling. So it had not been a set up, though he still found himself very weary of the male. He assumed the female was Thula. Dantkae struggled on his father's back, wanting to get off so he could be closer to his friend. Rhaja wasn't exactly keen on setting him on the floor, but did so anyway, lowering himself to the ground and letting Dantkae drag himself off and onto the floor. He looked up at her beeming slightly. "Hello Thula." he had the distinct urge to get up and go nuzzle her, but to stand was still extremely painful, hence being carried everywhere. "I'm in pain, but I'll be ok...thanks to you." he blushed slightly. It was then he noticed his friend's apprehension towards the other three Euclide with him.

"That's my father, Rhajamanthus. That's my sister, Seratobi. And finally that's Caesarion Kaebi, shes a good friend of me and my sister." he said pointing to each one in turn. Seratobi snorted slightly, not sure if she would really call Caesarion a friend so much as an annoyance, but she supposed she did hang out with her. She made no real motion to greet Thula. Caesarion on the other hand smiled and bowed her head as her silent form of hello. Finally Rhaja spoke, "A pleasure to meet you. I want to thank you for saving my son. I am truely in your debt." he bowed ever so slightly.

Caesarion Kaebi: 10 / 15 [20 / 100]
Seratobi: 11 / 15

[Vyn]

Luckily for Rhaja's sanity, Vororj was not the flirtatious sort and Seratobi would most likely find most of her come ons deflected by his icy exterior. In fact, she was lucky enough that he allowed her to walk with him at all. Yet, as he'd been telling himself from the beginning, these were friends and acquaintances of Kaethulabi's and the little feline had become something of a daughter -or possibly an apprentice- to him; he could not rightfully shun them while with her.

However, he did have to admit that this little one was quite bold -a trait he approved of- and for that he rewarded her with that sly smirk once more. "Hello, child, what's your name?" He didn't bother to ask why she was walking at his side now, or studying him the way she was, Vororj figured he already knew.

As they stepped into the clearing within the center of the maze, Vororj remained near Seratobi and simply watched Thula from afar. He'd yet to see her interact with the pup she'd become so fond of and he was rather curious to see how it would play out. ...Especially around the boy's obviously over protective and rather uptight-appearing father.


Luckily for Dantkae, he would not have to worry about moving to approach Thula, for she did it on her own. From the beginning she had been bold, and -even with the many sets of eyes upon her- she was bold still. Once the canine was allowed down onto his own four paws, Thula came to his side and smoothly nuzzled against him. The action was simultaneously flirtatious and full of concern, though her concern would be more prominent than her flirting. With her muzzle near to his ear, she whispered out a soft comment that only he would be able to hear.

"I'm glad to hear that... I was worried about you."

There was a quote that said "you never realize how much something means to you until its gone" and Thula had been victim of its truth. She had merely though the little suicide/burial mix was merely a fun bebe to spend her time with, but nearly losing him put his company into a far higher esteem. She was determined to never let such a thing happen again.

Slowly her gaze was lifted to the group of strangers that had accompanied Dantkae, her hollow orbs flickering to each one in turn before she took a step away from Dantekae's side and bowed deeply to the crowd. "I am Kaethulabi. It's a pleasure to meet you all." As Rhaja spoke, the feline turned toward him and fixed her piercing pupil-less orbs upon him. A small smile tugged upon her maw, but she merely shook her head. "You're welcome, Rhaja, but you are not in my debt. I couldn't just stand by and let someone harm him so." Turning her gaze to Dantkae, the Nightmare Temptress merely pured. Despite her best attempts to control the feeling, she was still touched by the realization that, in his fading moments, she had been on his mind.

_{Kaethulabi: 36 / 75points}

[FlyingPanther]

Seratobi could tell that the male was trying to shrug her off, if not completely. This hurt her slightly, as she had not met a male, young or old, who did not find her extremely appealing at the very least. This male didn't seem to even care about her advances! This only made her smirk widen outwardly, as the realization of a challenge finally struck her. This was possibly the only male that had ever denied her complete attention, it would be fun to see if she could change that slightly. It would certainly help her become the most desirible marionette around at the very least.

She was happy for the moment that he acknowledged her, though she didn't completely approve of being called child. She was not a child! Though she supposed that not everyone considered an adolecent as an adult, so she let it slide. She was not like Katon where such a term would seriously offend her, despite the fact that she was just as vain as her. Different strokes for different folks. She sat next to Vororj, pretty much ignoring the rather touching reunion in front of her, focusing her attention on the male. "My name...Seratobi of the Marionette rank. But you can call me Sera." she said, lowering her eyelids ever so slightly to seductively show off her rather thick and lovely eyelashes. She gave a coy smile, and situated herself in a way that would show off the more appealing parts of her frame.

Caesarion eyed Seratobi's distastefulness and snorted. She often wondered if Seratobi had any sence at all. Seratobi never seemed to have a radar that told her when she was in danger or not, as long as the LC in front of her was male, she always assumed they wanted something...from her. Caesarion would have to pay alot more attention to her, much to her displeasure. Seratobi couldn't charm her way out of every situation, and she didn't have a good friend like Thula to keep an eye on her. But Caesarion found that she loathed Seratobi to a certain extent. She was just...such a difficult Euclides.

Rhaja was not liking his daughter's actions at all. "Control yourself, Seratobi." he said in a rather parental tone. She glared at him, and he gave her a stern look. He had some serious control issues with Sera, being almost completely unable to control her, but luckily Caesarion had been there for the most part to help out.

He turned back to Dantkae and Thula, smiling at the polite, though maybe eccentric, female and said, "You are a good friend to my son. At the very least I owe you a favor."

Dantkae nuzzled Thula back, happy to have the contact of her skin against his, breathing in her scent as if memorizing it. What a great friend indeed she had been to him. He whispered to her, "I owe you my life." He smiled at her, and bit at her ear playfully, as if they were both new younglings again. He would have played with her a bit more, maybe with a paw or something, but even the action of lifting his head from the ground was a painful process. The truth was, that he had ventured out before he probably should have. He still needed alot of resting, and nearly continuous bandage changing.

Caesarion Kaebi: 11 / 15 [22 / 100]
Seratobi: 12 / 15

[Vyn]

Through that icy exterior shone a hint of dark amusement as he watched Seratobi flaunt herself. She really was growing into quite the Marionette, but sadly for Sera she was barking up the wrong tree. That wasn't to say she wasn't good enough for Vororj or that her seductive skills were lacking, merely that Vororj was not one easily seduced. He had long ago decided that relationships were petty annoyances, seduction was saved for only those he planned to mate with immediately or in the near future. Sera was too young to strike his interest as a potential mate.

"Heh, it's a pleasure to meet you, miss Sera."

The wraith slowly tilted a hollow orb up to her father, listening to the man's justified retort. Slowly his gaze returned to Seratobi. She really did need to control her lust yet she did make good use of her position as a Marionette; already the perfect object of desire and making such willing use of it.

As Rhaja spoke up, Vororj smirked with mild amusement and tilted a single blank orb upon the patchwork marionette. Something told him that this well-endowed adolescent was of rebellious sort and he found himself rather interested in how she might react to her father's scolding.


Careless of how Vororj was entertaining himself with she was preoccupied with Dantkae's sweet company, the teasing femme dropped her tufted tail over his ears as he murmured out those painfully true words. He did owe her his life, but she hated to think of the painful reality that such a statement entitled. Dantkae had nearly died, and she'd very barely been there to save him.

"Oh Dantkae..." The feline sighed a little, teasingly but oh-so affectionately licking his cheek now that he was temporarily blinded by her fluffy tail. "May you never owe me such a thing again." She kept her voice exceptionally low, so that the whisper she offered him would be soft to even him and, with luck, that he might not notice the tremble of fear located within those whispered words.

As Rhaja's attention rotated upon them, Thula lifted her head and mused on his words thoughtfully. She had not saved Dantkae with the expectation of a gift. Smoothly she removed her tail from Dantkae's eyes, smiling playfully to her friend though she remained close so that he would not have to strain himself much.

"I expected no gifts -- it was merely what a friend ought to do for another -- but if its a favor you feel the need to give, then a favor would be kindly accepted."

_{Kaethulabi: 37 / 75points}

[FlyingPanther]

[OOC: Erm...I forgot...that uh....Rhaja is blind *facepalm* I swear to god I always forget....so um...lets just pretend like he was always blind...and I'll do my best to remember for the rest of the rp >.<;;;;]

She grinned happily. Vororj's responce wasn't exactly what she wanted, but it was nice enough that he responded, she would continue to work him until she got what she wanted. She was about to open her mouth to say something along the lines of 'the pleasure is all mine', when her fathers words hit her. She glared, lifting her lip slightly to show off pearly white sharp teeth. There was a look on her face that clearly said 'You can't control me forever...' and her teeth resheathed under her lip. "We are just doing introductions..." she said sternly, her voice carrying a tone that clearly read 'fuck off'.

Rhaja smiled to Thula as if to say 'excuse me' before turning his head in Seratobi's direction. "I'm not stupid Sera...I may not be able to see, but I know what you are trying to do. You are still young...enjoy your innocence while it lasts, the Lord will look more favoribly upon you." Seratobi snorted and said cuttingly, "Your Lord is full of..."

"Shut it Seratobi. You WILL respect your father." barked Caesarion, ready to ring the little whore's neck. The utter disrespect that she showed for her father was astounding, and Caesarion could not understand this aspect of her. Her father was only looking out for her well being. "Maybe if my father was a Euclide I would respect him. He talks like a filthy Amuni..." She snarled at her father, her ears now pinned to her skull angrily. "Both of you speak like filthy Amuni, I can hardly stand the sound of your voices any longer with all this moronic 'Lord' talk..."

"We are equally as sick of you and your quest to be the biggest slut in the world!" Caesarion said, getting up and snarling back. The fur on her scruff lifted dangerously, she was truely pissed. Seratobi calmed down suddenly and started to laugh, as if she thought Caesarion's attempt at being aggressive was cute. "It's a wonder they are even friendly to you...vomiting blood all over the place as you do. I'm suprised they didn't peg you as a demon when we first met you after an attack..."

"Just shut up both of you!" Dantkae said, covering his head with his paws and closing his eyes really shut. He hated argueing. He hated that Seratobi and Caesarion were constantly butting heads. They could get so hurtful in their words. He couldn't stand it, and wanted it to go away. Rhaja looked upset, "Dantkae is right, you are doing nothing but exaserbating things..." It was extremely unfortunate that it turned this way. Rhaja had hoped that Seratobi would behave, but again was sorely disappointed. He loved his daughter like any father...but she was a problem child. He only hoped that she would find the lord in the end.

Caesarion Kaebi: [ 50 / 100 ]
Caesarion Kaebi Can Now Become A Director
Seratobi: 13 / 15

[Vyn]

Such petty arguments. Vororj would have nothing more to do with it. Smoothly he flowed to his feet, his lips pulled back to reveal his own pearly white fangs as the most bone-chilling sound echoed through the maze. The Director's growl was low, barely perceivable but it was a cold sort of sound that could chill you right down to the core. He would not tolerate this...this childishness in his presence.

"It'd be wise for all of you to curb your tongues. We are here for Thula and Dantkae and no other."


Kaethulabi's hackles had rose in pure fury as she listened to the arguing, but she left the 'directing' to her mentor. While the other's spat wicked words at one another, Thula had curled up against Dantkae as if she could protect him from the words that so obviously distressed him. When silence came at last, however, Thula spoke up once more.

Her tone was huffy, but she did not intend to start fights. It would only spoil what she had to offer. "Regardless... Dantkae, I want you to meet someone. She is...a most interesting Director. Only a vague acquaintance of Vororj's, but she's offered to come for this occasion." The little temptress smiled gorgeously, her voice full of a happy purr once more. She was not sure why, but tending to Dantkae gave her a sort of pleasure she found in nothing else.

^{Kaethulabi: 39 / 75}

No sooner had the lovely subconscious mix speak those words than did an elegant and exotically accented voice enter the scene. Her voice could only be described as the voice of a vixen, elusive and seductive with an heavy dose of mystery.

"Ahh...and what an occasion it better be." The stranger's voice purred out, haunting but warm. While she was not a marionette, she definitely had the voice of one. Of course, a female Director was a far loftier position and that was just what she was. Following the voice came a silky white fox, her multiple tails swaying behind her with a coy and mischievous look. "Good evening, Vororj. Thula." The female glanced around, eyeing the others before smiling alluringly. "And you must be the friends I was expected to meet? Well then, I am Dakinbi, healer and Director."

[FlyingPanther]

Rhaja and Caesarion stared motionless at the now perturbed wraith male. Rhaja's ears flicked down, as the sound of the male's anger was to intence for his highly sensitive ears. He wasn't nearly as frightened as he should have been, possibly because he couldn't see how physically angry the male was, he was however...weary. He really didn't like the feel of this male, but for the sake of not argueing he said nothing and thought nothing. Caesarion backed down, sitting her rump back down on the ground, refusing to look at Seratobi. She knew that this was not the end of their quarrels, but the male did have a point. This was for Thula and Dantkae...and no one else. Of course Seratobi had to try to make it about her. But no...no need to get hotty...there would be time for that later.

Seratobi, however, was the most effected by the male's wrath, probably because she was sitting almost right next to him. She lowered her head submissively and backed off, pretty skunk-like tail beginning to find it's place between her legs, a place it almost never was no matter how submissive she was being. She was frightened ('Finally', thought Caesarion), but she was fairly resilent. The male would realize that the female wouldn't stay frightened for long, and would be at his side in no time, once again trying to get what she wanted.

Dantkae snuggled into Thula more. He just hated confrontation, but that on top of the spooky male's warning scared the bageezes out of him. His eyes still clamped closed, now he shook ever so slightly, like a small earthquake was going on within him. Thula would save him...again. Or so he hoped. He hated being so weak that he resorted to finding help in everyone around him. He wished that he could be strong enough to help other people on occation. Unfortunately, this just wasn't who Dantkae was. He would always be dependant on others around him. It seemed as though Thula didn't mind this to much though.

When the tence moment lifted, Dantkae opened his eyes, but dared not look at any of the others in the area. He looked solely at Thula, afraid that if he looked at anyone else, more problems would arise. "Meet someone...?" he repeated meekly...hoping that this Euclide, or whoever it was, wasn't going to be as scary as the Wraith male had turned out to be. He was pleasently suprised when a white fox-like female came upon them, speaking kind words. He finally was able to find his voice...and began to introduce the group. "I'm Dantkae. It is nice to meet you Dankibi. Any friend of Thula's...is a friend of mine," chocking a little at the thought of the scary mentor of hers, "The adult over there is my father, Rhajamanthus. That is my sister Seratobi, and that is my friend Caesarion Kaebi..."

Seratobi couldn't help but stare at the female, and it made her completely forget about her previous fear. Thats what she wanted. She wanted to be just like her! Maybe not a director...that rank required alot of work...something that she didn't really care to have. You could have alot of power as a marionette...with very little work needed. But the way that Euclides held herself! The way she spoke! She watched her like a hawk.

Caesarion Kaebi: [ 52 / 100 ]
Caesarion Kaebi Can Now Become A Director
Seratobi: 14 / 15