07-13-2018, 03:22 PM
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You will always be a monster, there is no turning back from it.
But what type of monster you become is entirely up to you -
But what type of monster you become is entirely up to you -
Lucifer knew abuse in his long life.
His mother and his siblings for the majority had loved him unto death - but the thing that was his father was a wretched creature who saw his sons as nothing more than tools in his goals - tools,
Or hosts,
It was from that wretched creature of Anathaema to creation he had received the scars that marred the left side of his face, painting him for what his lineage reflected - earning scorn and fear alike for the son of the void.
He was only thankful that here, in this world - his scar simply made him a curiosity for its strange appearance.
It was oddly liberating to walk around and not have others second guess his intentions all for the site he had.
So it was the large dragon idled up beside Solvieg with a worried frown upon the half of his face that was not frozen into a grimace of red horror - he sighed,
"poor child" he rumbled crouching down to the two of them with a glance to Solvieg "if need be I can transport the both of you to the camp, likely quicker to get to those that can help him" he might need looking over by a medic - given his condition.
[sub]TYPHOON - RANK - TAGS - EXTREME - DRAGON REF - FACE REF[W]isker[/sub]His mother and his siblings for the majority had loved him unto death - but the thing that was his father was a wretched creature who saw his sons as nothing more than tools in his goals - tools,
Or hosts,
It was from that wretched creature of Anathaema to creation he had received the scars that marred the left side of his face, painting him for what his lineage reflected - earning scorn and fear alike for the son of the void.
He was only thankful that here, in this world - his scar simply made him a curiosity for its strange appearance.
It was oddly liberating to walk around and not have others second guess his intentions all for the site he had.
So it was the large dragon idled up beside Solvieg with a worried frown upon the half of his face that was not frozen into a grimace of red horror - he sighed,
"poor child" he rumbled crouching down to the two of them with a glance to Solvieg "if need be I can transport the both of you to the camp, likely quicker to get to those that can help him" he might need looking over by a medic - given his condition.
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[align=center][div style="font-size:20pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:1.2px"]「 NO MORE DEAD HEROES 」[div style="width:360px;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify"]WE ALL HAVE ONE FOOT IN A FAIRYTALE, ——————— AND THE OTHER IN THE ABYSS. |
[align=center][div style="font-size:20pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:1.2px"]「 NO MORE DEAD HEROES 」[div style="width:360px;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify"]WE ALL HAVE ONE FOOT IN A FAIRYTALE, ——————— AND THE OTHER IN THE ABYSS. |