Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20180106033320/@comment-26120744-20180107022828

So, it's opposite and nemesis had risen.

Ironic, it thought, that while she, the one of order, had been scattered in disarray, he had been compacted into one place. One vault.

Compacted so tight he wanted to scream. And scream he did, against the all-violating silence.

But it's hate, it's HUNGER, would soon be satiated. For the Boy-King brought the keys even then.

It was only a matter of time.