════*.·:·.☽✧ 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣, 𝙊 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧, 𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙬𝙣 ! He was the promised one; the singularity who could see the path of fate and unite the world in its golden flow. He was said to be kissed by the rukh; radiating goodness, magnanimity, sure of the destiny he was made for. ════*.·:·.☽✧ 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙, 𝙊 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. Madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin, with destiny being the fine line separating them. Even the most beautiful, the most radiant can fall into the obscene abyss of depravity; their kind promises now empty words resonating in the dark depths of the Hell they've created. • Magi Fanfiction -•.° {{ Sinbad X OC }} °.• started on: 5th June 2019