Hello, I am Baccara's devil, Park Ara. As the femme fatale of the casino, many gamblers attempt to conquer me, but the outcome is always a dismal defeat. However, to those challengers, I always want to

I stretch my sine across a fearsome gap where mist and purple flame churns down below / awaiting the inevitable snap...

Arise, O Agpyrriqqitug! Thou molten Voice of Yod that murmurs here below the neverending howl of tundra...

The main thing is — I do Vek a service by enriching the ideosphere of its architects.

Almost everyone has something weird about them. Have you noticed that?

A figure walks with the gait of advanced age through a winding valley.

I cannot help it — I am the victim of a great obsession. My obsession is twofold...