Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34100315-20181014200720/@comment-27344811-20181015004813

And then WCR finds... well, shit.

Never should have grabbed it.

The Void wraps around WCR. Once again... he’ll need to use more than that.

Because this is no longer simple, easy, relaxing. The Shade Lord is an ancient god- a god of darkness, of form.

The Tentacle quickly envelops WCR in a massive glob of void. An... it does more than just mildly burn. ''WCR gets the sensation of needles jabbing through its flesh like an Iron Maiden, painful burning spreading through whatever qualifies as its veins.

The Shade Lord snatches Toroko in an arm, and lifts him close to his face as the Lord tightens its grip and holds Toroko close.

And then.. he sees it. The rise of a empire, the light pushing him back, the dormancy, and the return and the utter slaughter of the light god, and escaping to this plane.

He feels the power, and he knows.

''The Lord is no Vampire. The Lord is no Johnny Joestar. It is the blackness, the void.... it is God. And it is no pushover.''

Blasting WCR out of the void and onto the ground, it raises Toroko higher...