drop to despair or to me

curse my might with your fleeting breath...... ind. infinite the jackal

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                          you have only your own frailty to blame.             >>ENTER                                                                                                ind. infinite the jackal.

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@blackblur

“ ah... it’s you, shadow. come to hang your tail & beg for a mercy? hahahaha, i suppose it really was only a matter of time. ” 

[lnfinit]

this is a starter call!

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knife-like fingers flit to & fro stripping the area of any peace of mind. he hungers for combat, of course. those so inclined to blood money like himself could never sate the lust for battle. to him, quiet was the greater curse at hand. alas, the universe pays him no favors. the quiet persists. Infinite. a name associated with many things. cruelty. ruthlessness. savagery!! the very same berated to some glorified guard dog. the fact of the matter had what little of his face he had shown knit in perpetual scowl. menial positions like these were unsuited for the upper echelon, the elite. far better suited to the good doctor’s pawns. suppose he too despised his own brittleness.

“ nothing sours the palette quite like boredom I must admit. it would seem that the rabble only truly drown down when you want them to rise the most. ” aha! he finds humor sought so dearly in his boredom! the ever-so prominent reminder of just how terrifying he’d become. he knows the resistance lacks the courage to wage an attack on him. “ hahahahah... it truly is a shame when you’re too good at your job. hahahahaaaa.... ”