HOW RIGHTEOUS IS MORTAL WILL. relentless creatures. clinging. fast, onto their existence upon a natural instinct to SURVIVE. yet all the same; how time and time again, he has seen it before. -------------- THEY ARE WEAK. their temptations, taking them with easy. their body, easily able to be torn. their mind, corruptible. and their soul, so easy to break. ALL IT NEEDS, IS ONE DARK TOUCH OF WHICH IS CORRUPTED.
but ah.... he resists such a bit of delectable amusement, there by his own will. for here, he rests a crimson gaze upon a mortal, yes. however, he sees POTENTIAL. not of which she could waver, in her own willingness of way. BUT HIS. this foul thing. creature of which is evil. he, is haunting. lingering. like that, of an eerie presence, hanging over a mortal’s shoulder; burrowing down their gaze. he’s here... HE’S HERE. ❝ my dear... i see you have a few burden on your shoulders. ❞ the voice, came from behind her. deep... dark. @sacrivice ❤‘ed