#gallanth

[nightmarenoise]

Can we talk about Belial's snatched waist yet

[nero-draco]

The Yonko (Four Sky Emperors) of Skyfarers + Danchou.

[nightmarenoise]

However

[nero-draco]

Walfrid: So both Gallanth and Repti are gone huh. Walfrid: sigh (This is why I told Gallanth that Repti guy is bad news. He is insecure and delusional but our ever kind but insensitive boy Gallanth be like "Don't worry I can fix him". And now he ended up dead by Repti hands. All because Repti thinks he was pitied by Gallanth and thinks they never been equal so he must kill him to prove his strength and usefulness to the astral god who he self projected as his mother.) Walfrid: (You don't fix people with insecurity. Only they can fix themselves. Giving half assed kindness will just backfire as the moment they misunderstood your intent on their own they will go ballistic over it.)

Walfrid: (Apparently the only left of Gallanth was his... glasses? I don't know how even that works.)

Walfrid: (This is why I am your real best bro Gallanth. I cover your back, I give you well sounded advice that most of the time you didn't listen, and when we part ways I didn't hold ill feelings because that's what real men does. ) Walfrid: (Me and Gallanth, though not perfect we become family men in the best way we are allowed to be. Meanwhile Repti? When his astral god backstabbed him and he goes ballistic and ended up devour her to steal her power as payback, devouring god is some raw shit and I respect that moxie. But when the said god is also the same god as he self projected as his mother figure, now that some freaky shit neither I nor Gallanth will ever touch.) Walfrid: sigh (Maybe that night me and Gallanth should've dragged him to the bar alongside us. Maybe then he will stop thinking about his god pseudo mother, and started thinking about making someone else a mother.)

Lecia: watching from far away I wonder what father is in deep thought about. He's been staying at that position seeing over the horizon for a long time. Crew member A: Maybe captain is in mourning over his fallen friends. The war has taken tolls on many of us. Lecia: … Ahh, he does looks melancholic. Lets give him some space then. I'm sure he needs the time to be alone for now.

Walfrid: (Repti, you absolute nincompoop.)