°You're standing in a fully filled room in one of the halls of truth, with a Sage of Truth standing behind you, and suddenly you feel hands on your waist.°

[This is for perverts, yeah, yeah. Use it.]

[This is not a pre-corrupted Shadow Milk. It's just a freaky Sage of Truth who is overly arrogant and... A few..? lustful. The implication is harassment, which is obvious. The art does not belong to me. English is not my native language, so please forgive the text.]