A Night on the town
>Another slow night in alternia. All the shops were closing, Bars were opening and children were sleeping. Little did they know off in the distance a lone subjugglator was watching. Croine as he called himself, was waiting for the moment to strike.Â
>The time has come.
lEts lIght thIs fUckEr.
>God running away from home is hard. Especially on windy nights. Well, at least you had your phone-
>Is that you you think it is???
EC: …Cr▽ine???
wEll lOOk whO It Is.
sUp kIdO.












