❪ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗢𝗦 , 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 ❫
                " 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘱 "

he awoke in halls with paintings of angels with halos and smiles on their pretty little faces . the sun gleamed into stained glass hitting red fire hair that curled all around his head, eyes so heavy. bones hurting and splintering from pain lips opening with no words coming from them. was he asleep that long? tongue racing over sharp teeth sitting up as fingers rubbed at eyes that looked like starlight. people in masks stared at him , thanked the powers that awoke him.  
one hell of a way to come back. by a cult that wants to harness his powers for themselves. too bad that they are naive but he likes little petty games and humans at his feet are oh so pretty kissing the ground he walks upon.