#imperialroseking

[ravusnightblossom]

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  At the end of the trail, Leon lay in a small puddle of his own blood, barely conscious. He expected those drunks to fight him. He never expected them to have weapons on them or sneak up behind him.

⋞⁘♔⁘⋟   Curiosity had managed to get the best of Ravus as he followed along the crimson trail. He had no knowing what he was about to find- it could have been a half-slaughtered predator for all he knew. Everything had been so peculiar and unusual, lately, so anything was a possibility, at this point.  

What he had not expected to come across, however, was the form of a man, laying defeated on the ground. Ravus went still as he stared for a few seconds, attempting to analyze the situation at hand.

In the end, his damnable pitying side got the best of him and he stepped over to kneel beside the male, looking over his injuries. “Are you awake?” He questioned monotonely as he nudged the body.         

[able-lance]

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[竜 槍] One of them had been to hell already. That was reassuring. How they had come to be trapped here he did not know. Whether or not they deserved to be here... 

He honestly couldn’t answer that question either. 

The moaning sounds of the undead caught his ears. His gaze turning back to see them clamoring after them. The massing display of shambling corpses was enough to quicken the pace of his footing. His grip on his lance tightening as they went. 

“One dead end and we will truly be dead dark knight so choose this path carefully.” 

He did not wish to say it then, but it truth it felt like something was corralling them to the strange maze’s center. 

[milleuda-folles]

"You cannot tell me you've never once in your life wondered what it was like to be a mother." Argath sidles up to Milleuda, smirking. He knows he's being an arrogant shit right now. "Well wonder no more!" his arms spread in a grand sweep. "Hello... mother!" Emphasis on mother. Just to pester Milleuda of course.

Her eye twitches. Leon’s little experiment had gone too far. She storms outside, so that she can vomit in peace. The husbando needed a talking-to.

[lonescion-archive]

"So you're the milksop that keeps my beloved awake at night screaming. I should guy you..."

“Couldn’t continue the fight herself so she sends her swain? How… romantic.” Argath replied, not even looking up from where he sat. He paused for a moment longer as if studying the worn threads in the leather of his armor before looking up at Leon. “Besides, I’m not the one who felled her. That honor would fall to…” Argath paused again briefly. He did not wish to incriminate Ramza, but nor did he want this… stranger… threatening him any longer. “…someone else, I’m wrought to say.” He finally said, clicking his tongue lightly. “You’d best be off though, return to her! You cannot harm me in this prison of mine…” 

[demon-emperor]

❛ I’m no lunatic man. I’m a sane man fighting for his soul. ❜

~~Mateus was not one to let emotions slip through easily. But hearing the words of his once-most-trusted pawn caused a soft chuckle to escape from between his coloured lips.

“Ah Leonhart. Still delusional to this thing that you mistake for righteousness. Then tell me how you are not insane? After all that you did for me, can you truly say that you do not doubt your sanity for even the slightest?”

A gloved and clawed hand made its way up to the Emperor’s mouth, half covering it, to emphasise the amusement he got from what he deemed a weak attempt at bravado. 

[clevershaman]

@imperialroseking

     “I am not an apparition, Leon. Please stop looking like you’ve seen one.”

[holydemonsblood]

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The power he felt from Leon was unnerving, he didn’t like it one bit. He felt dangerous and not just for helpless victims. “Leonhart... That power does not suit you... It needs to be gotten rid of.” Mateus’s nerves were very clear in his voice.

[chancellor-of-niflheim]

“Bad Touch”

           Send me “Bad Touch” for some randomly generated violence.        

Or send “Bad Touch reverse” for our muses to switch roles.8) Wrapping hands around your muse’s neck

Ardyn grabs the stranger’s neck and yanks him up and pins him against the wall. Staring a frown forms a bit. “And who might you be hm?”