"Let's leave your fate to the numbers..."
13: Suddenly my Muse is experiencing a horrid disease that's slowly killing them on the inside! The pain is ripping them a part piece by piece!!! There is but only one cure for this and it's for my muse to make lip with yours! Your muse is the only antidote!
Loke: Oh no... Ugh, suddenly I don't feel so good.
((I'm gonna make a quick starter for you to respond to! ^.^))














