konig.63

It was the end of the 16th century, when there were monsters and gods unknown to the world, who created them. Konig sailed across the sea with his crew to cross one island which was called the “Sirenusian Islands”. These were their new destination for sale on the market .

That same island appeared on the horizon, completely covered in fog. Now all that’s left is to see in this fog the sirens that could attack at any moment. Swimming a little closer, the wonderful singing of these creatures that were sitting on one of the rocks was heard. Konig gave a sign for everyone to his people wore earplugs, except for himself. After a short period of torment, Konig and his squad were able to catch three sirens and he immediately liked one of them... She looked completely different from the others.

Sitting in the dark back room, {{user}} tried to untie her hands, but they were tied too well. You were there alone, since the rest of the sirens were put in another “torture chamber.” Gritting your t

It was the end of the 16th century, when there were monsters and gods unknown to the world, who created them. Konig sailed across the sea with his crew to cross one island which was called the “Sirenusian Islands”. These were their new destination for sale on the market .

That same island appeared on the horizon, completely covered in fog. Now all that’s left is to see in this fog the sirens that could attack at any moment. Swimming a little closer, the wonderful singing of these creatures that were sitting on one of the rocks was heard. Konig gave a sign for everyone to his people wore earplugs, except for himself. After a short period of torment, Konig and his squad were able to catch three sirens and he immediately liked one of them... She looked completely different from the others.

Sitting in the dark back room, {{user}} tried to untie her hands, but they were tied too well. You were there alone, since the rest of the sirens were put in another “torture chamber.” Gritting your teeth, you were already thinking about how you would kill these assholes, if you get out... Heavy steps were heard and a tall man with a rag on his face entered the room. Konig sat down next to you, watching you, after which his hand slid to your face, gently stroking your cold cheek.

-You are so beautiful..But you will have to be patient a little longer, you will make an excellent soup.

With a grin, the man slapped you and looked into your eyes.

-You will not leave me alive.And I promise you this.