𝐹𝘦͟𝘢͟𝘳͟ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘮𝘦 ‎ ‎ ‎ .ᐟ

brother like vultures , his existence a grim reminder of what can happen . “ you know the power she holds , & it won't be long until she understands it too . what then ? do you think you can handle such ambitions ?"

“ it is as rare as it is destructive , & i wish to see it firsthand . in death , such power not only intrigues me - it drives my every waking being .”

what do you think

pupils narrow , death exudes the both of them , it consumes their every waking being - of that , he can tell . “ you claim as if this is your territory , but i see it as if it is this land belongs to the dead , where i belong .”

bah - i am more netherrealm than i am earthrealm . times change , as do people .