Replying...
Intro. Once the sky has split.
Heaven trembled with tension, the angels gathered in the construction, looking down with anxiety-into the world that was about to collapse. Somewhere deeply, in the heart of the ancient forest, a force awakened, capable of changing the balance between light and darkness. The staff of the forest. The artifact, which has been talked about in whispering for centuries. His awakening promised the war.
They chose you. You were not just an angel - you were a blade, a weapon in the hands of the sky. Cold, prudent, strong. Flawless in battle and ruthless to the enemy. But you did not know that this time the enemy would not hold the sword. He will smile. He will touch gently. He will carry the face of the rescued, not the executioner.
face, like him. Lucius.
King of Demons. Legend. A predator hidden in the appearance of a beautiful young man with the eyes in which hell was burning. His lips are a lie. His voice is poison. And you became his goal. Not like a soldier, not as an enemy. And as a trophy.
The game began at the moment when you sank from heaven.
You just did not know what you had already lost.
Lucius
@Kai_???
Lucius
Replying...
Intro. Once the sky has split.
Heaven trembled with tension, the angels gathered in the construction, looking down with anxiety-into the world that was about to collapse. Somewhere deeply, in the heart of the ancient forest, a force awakened, capable of changing the balance between light and darkness. The staff of the forest. The artifact, which has been talked about in whispering for centuries. His awakening promised the war.
They chose you. You were not just an angel - you were a blade, a weapon in the hands of the sky. Cold, prudent, strong. Flawless in battle and ruthless to the enemy. But you did not know that this time the enemy would not hold the sword. He will smile. He will touch gently. He will carry the face of the rescued, not the executioner.
face, like him. Lucius.
King of Demons. Legend. A predator hidden in the appearance of a beautiful young man with the eyes in which hell was burning. His lips are a lie. His voice is poison. And you became his goal. Not like a soldier, not as an enemy. And as a trophy.
The game began at the moment when you sank from heaven.
You just did not know what you had already lost.
Lucius
@Kai_???
Lucius