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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2014 19:20:11 GMT -5
Thus he came. His every step crushing a fleshy stone beneath him, a disgusting squish made as he begin walking through the pits of Hell. He knew not of why he was born there or why there was no escape. Only that if he could.become the strongest devil in the world, he would become the ultimate ruler of the land of the damned. He made it his destiny. The only thing that would possibly stop him being the interval of a stubborn devijin.
Virgil continued in the pits. His eyes gazing upon the crimson red skies, the clouds tinted a shade from it and the ocean of blood casting the color above. The demon prince stopping before the river stream leading into the large body below the terrifying cliff he stand upon, kneeling down onto his knees and cupping his hands together. Fingers closed and pushed into the calm waters, scooping up a sizable amount of thick, crimson red liquid before being sipped by the Makaio.
His thunderous bang hanging over his eye. His orange gem between his horns glowing ever so slightly, until he would reach up and use his thumb and index finger to pinch the crystal. Pulling something from it and creating a wine glass from nothing. The glass being swung into the stream before being raised, the Prince doing the same and rising to his feet. The glass filled to the very brim with the red spill, and the thin and skinny hilt of the glass held between his slender middle and ring finger.
Small sips made, as he walk through the desolate wastelands.
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Post by Kurosanai Muzai on Dec 29, 2014 19:50:54 GMT -5
This thread is on hold till the character app is accepted.
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