Monstro vingativo exalando ventos de tempestade por mandíbulas fumegantes
Prompt
I wake to a reflection that’s finally clear,
A monster born from the things they fear.
The scars they carved have hardened to scale,
I breathe in smoke and exhale the gale.
Let them run from the dark I unleash -
I do not rise to love;
I RISE TO FEAST!
