... He wasn’t sure what it was.
Something had been pestering the dark angel for the past few days. Eventually, he had decided to go for a short flight to take his mind off of things. Flying beneath the clouds and the full moon, he clutched his bow tightly in his hands, his eyes narrowed as he tried to understand just what was going on; what was clouding his mind. Somehow, all he could seem to think about was the Mirror of Truth-...
He soon landed, his head turning from side to side as he took in his surroundings. Pandora’s Labyrinth of Deceit. He hadn’t been here in a long time, but he felt... drawn to this place. Without the goddess around, the place was practically abandoned, so Raven made his way through with very few problems. Upon reaching the final room, he stared ahead in perfect silence. The Mirror of Truth. The object that had been clouding his thoughts for so long... He walked towards the shattered object in front of him, still not saying a word. What exactly was it that made him come here, anyway...?
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