Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34100315-20180310053446/@comment-29194274-20180310070756

(yay ^^)

Elsewhere, a young Troll stares at the carnage of that has been caused because of the orb that was reality was dropped. He's currently staring at two beings talking in the distant, stuck in a void, as he quickly pieces together what's probably happening. Someone broke reality, and the space-time continuum os falling apart because of this, causing massive shifts in where people are. How wonderful.

He seems lonely. He wasn't always lonely. He had friends. But nothing lasts for long with a Prince. Especially not a Prince of Life. But it's not his fault she broke him into pieces. It's not his fault that no one put him together again. So why should he be blamed for flipping out and almost killing his friends?

He shouldn't.

But it's just easier to blame everything om the broken one. So he's out here, alone. Stuck in the very thing that has been protecting him for a while. The Void. He's just out in the void, a void himself, watching two strange creatures speak. He's never actually seen a wolf itself. He's seen Lusi like it, but that's different. He moves closer.