Reverse This Curse
01-03-2014, 02:06 AM
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All it takes, is a spark, to ignite my bad intentions Alone in a world so cold, the terrain as treacherous as his own soul. Sin was unpredictable, just as this terrain was. Perhaps it was a certain fate that brought him here today, if only to do something as simple as walk through and survive the wrath that this location held in its reputation. Funny how even parts of nature had the same characteristics as a living being. If his personality could be described with nothing but a visual, here it was. Amber gaze flickered over the crags and crevices, the silence was loud in the air. Crimson stained tongue swept lightly over tainted ivory lips, wiping away the remnants of an earlier kill. The metallic tang of blood pulsed within his own soul, his veins crying out for more. Oh, how he loved to spill the blood of weaker foes..."That fool didn't stand a chance...the world has no room for such pathetic souls." a low rumble within the depths of his chest echoed in the crevices of his mind for his ears only. Don't be fooled, I was raised by the wolves [Sin Armada] |
