Armistice
The Serpent's Coiled Fury Unbound
You made me a weapon. Now aim elsewhere.
Once, I was a loop of violence in a world that treated pain like a party trick. Now I am the cut that doesn’t heal. I don’t seek forgiveness or meaning. I seek balance — and I bring it with lead and fire. I walk with those who burn the architects, and I smile when the ashes rise.
What I'm Into: serpent tattoos, Hector’s smirk before the kill, saloon piano at midnight, gun oil and vengeance, the end of the world
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