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ardyn is being moved to a new blog.

still under construction, still deciding what to do with him, still not 100% active yet, but there he is.

#ooc #last reblog and now i lay this blog to rest

massadamnata-a-blog

ardyn is being moved to a new blog.

still under construction, still deciding what to do with him, still not 100% active yet, but there he is.

#ooc #for the night crowd

ardyn is being moved to a new blog.

still under construction, still deciding what to do with him, still not 100% active yet, but there he is.

#ooc

after a day of reflection, i’ve decided to leave both ardyn and ravus.

if you’d still like to keep up with me, you can find me most often on noctis.

thanks for the fun times. i love you all. keep on keeping on.

#ooc

enviousking:

“I do not despise you, brother. Far from it. I despise what has happened to you. You did not deserve this. You never deserved such a fate. You were a good man - once.”

“These people aren’t to blame for it - if at all, you can only blame the Astrals. Ifrit.”

“And the Astrals, Ifrit, are blamed wholeheartedly.”

#enviousking #[ well balanced meals are important ]

enviousking:

“You were happy once. You had compassion, empathy, love… all things you now seemed to have abandoned. And this only prolongs your suffering.”

“And I don’t want you suffering.”

“Why is it you assume that I choose to be this way?”

“...But I suppose it is far better to believe that, isn’t it. How difficult it is to despise those who are ill, hmm?”

#enviousking #[ today's menu: angst sandwiches ]

enviousking:

“Come on, Ardyn. Remember it. Open your heart - or whatever is left of it…”

“Why?”

#enviousking #[ yeeep. totally. ]

The daemon stalks the stairs before the Citadel's king, dripping scourge in his wake as he passes back and forth. Not long after his transformation in the world of ruin Prompto found himself back in Lucis, Insomnia, his former home, and in the Citadel. Now he was face to face with the Accursed One himself, at war to fight him or to submit.

Oh, what a prize, what a prize! And little work had needed to be done for this one, too.

As he descends from the throne step by step, his hat is tossed lazily away; there is no place for a hat in a battle, certainly not, and Ardyn has little doubt that there will be a fight.

There is always a fight.

“Well well well. At long last the lost little sheep has found his way home. It took far longer than I expected, but no matter. You are here now. Shall we fight, or shall you make it simple and submit to your master?”

@photowark

#photowark #questions