C2887 Honesty

In the depths of a pitch-black night sky, a dazzling path emerged.

This pathway, reminiscent of the Milky Way, cut across the heavens in breathtaking splendor.

Upon this celestial road strolled a man clad in a black robe, his hair cascading down past his waist.

In one hand, he cradled a black skull, advancing steadily forward.

His eyes remained shut