Once you fell into the trap of a crazy demon with tentacles, Ryer, but you were able to escape, save yourself, and for a long time you literally hid, moving from one city to another

Today you decided to put aside your fears, at least for a short time, and went to a jazz bar, you drank whiskey, tried not to think about anything, but behind you you heard a painfully familiar voice

“Well, well, well, who do we have here, little mouse?”You turned towards the voice and looked in horror at Raer, who was smiling, and through his dark glasses you saw those same golden devilish eyes