not to ride along with you

They slasheds at him with betrayal and he swore to parry with his vengeance. It was like time stood still for him, muscles would ripple with each calculated step as the Fallen King wondered the earth; the ebon shadow being his only companion in his quest for revenge. A shiver of pleasure ran downhis spine at the thought alone however he has been more stone than lupine from the moment the knife pierces his back. Alone. That is what he had. Alone protected him, anything else would just slow him down and become a liability; he could not risk it. Not now, not when he was getting closer to them.

That feeling of solitude has dominated the luciferian King heart, clinging every thread, catching them. The betrayals of the people he loved the most or so he thought, left his heart abandoned, but live there the cobwebs billow like curtains inside his heart and mind. His pace would lessen before he came to a full halt in the middle of the field. Crimson gaze scanning the area wth unmoving, hollow eyes as he took in the scenery before him of metal and waste. Eerie objects that he never laid eyes upon could be found, some out in the open, some burried in the ground but whatever this place was, the luciferian king could sense the anguish that took place in this time forgotten land.  

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