It was awry
Dust
Mist
Mud
Filthy things
My body sinking
Slowly
This familiar feeling of death, cold mud seeping through your skin until you can't breath.
No sense
No sanity
Nothing
Im tired
I want to sink forever always cold and weightless.
"Master, remembere that my power will always consume you.Remember our promise"
Promise?
I dont remember anymore
I dont want to
Im sorry
Note:
Yo! I know its short but its a very long hiatus for me and i kinda have gotten sidetracked about the story.
Ill update more so pls watch out!!
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The Re:Creator
FantasyLove like no other Friendship bound together Magic that makes forever In a world purely made for you will you find yourself in the side of the good? Preserving the balance and unity of the people Or? Will you be in the side of the evil? Elimin...
