I'm back everyone! With motivation finally returning, I decided to make a little continuation, depicting adventures of Allison after living with Grim! You may request scenarios if you like, just nothing inappropriate please. You may request scenarios involving Solomon, Lucifer, Grim, God, or any other angels/demons/go...
As Xiro grows and others die, he doesn't know how much longer he can stand seeing his friends, practically even family, die all around him. Will he be able to save what's left of the wolves, or will death catch up to him first?
"Grim, where are we?" The ground was cold, coated thickly with dead grass, practically burned to a crisp. The trees around him were all dead, yet on them grew leaves just as dark as their bark. ". . Dear child, where we are is not a safe place." "Where are we?" Ally questioned, looking around blindly. "Limbo."