fraxdulentus ;; RESPONDEO
Eyes surveyed the field that, seconds before, were filled with their
brothers—- Fallen or not, but now, remained nothing but stardust.
Outnumbered, it became more of an ABATTOIR rather than a real
battle. Along with several of the dead, his beloved brother— CERENUS,
was also dead. Now, he stood there, filled with nothing but REGRET as
the motivation for succoring his own brother came too late.
He clutches onto his sword, coming in propinquity of his own brother,
HELEL, Lucifer, and seeing what lay beneath the exhaustion. In truth,
he was still AFRAID of what the other will do, but he will face it all the same.
He fell for his cause, for his own brothers, there is not a DAMN thing he will
not TELL him.
❛ Brother—– what is our next move? ❜
FROM FIRE HAVE YOU BEEN BORN---in fire shall you perish. the WINGLESS creature cries towards the heavens, serpent, violator of rules. laughter turns to sobs as tears have the BLOOD coating his fairest skin smudge to pool at the ground and even then, NO ONE is there to listen. ( si deus me relinquit, ego deum relinquo )
THE BOY CHILD he tried to PROTECT from corrupt tyranny holds a SWORD in his grip && the brightest raises, tattered and thorn, to wrap arms around a body not frail anymore. promises, he has made, and promises he intends to keep, regardless of the fact that his beating heart is no more but a pile of ashes.
‘ WE RAISE ANEW; we build our own.