Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29710190-20170110224642/@comment-26120744-20170111220225

The demon-child's black wings flapped as he floated above the open chest, grinning wickedly with two red eyes.

This scenery was rather unfamiliar. No longer was the boy surrounded by the figments of his own mind - did he perhaps escape his inermost apocalypse? That internal cataclysm all would know as Delirium?

Or perhaps this was but another level to his imaginary hell.