Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20171109010238/@comment-26120744-20171111000701

Infinite watched the rising inferno. The old him would've despaired at the sight, and done everything in his power to stop it.

But the new him knew better. He knew now that hope, friendship, good, they were illusions. Lies the weak used to hide from what we all truly were: animals. Mindless, worthless animals.

He raised his arms and basked in the warming coals of the burning surroundings. Destruction had become almost soothing to him.

How the innocent can fall. How they can fall ineed.