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im gonna be moving komaeda to my multi for now. i only want to write him with a few people anyways soÂ
âMagic ice wife is back. No one else talk to me.â
naivetyâ:
      AND HOW she reveres him , even now , even in the darkest of moments , even when she doesnât â it runs in her blood , this adoration . it runs with sinking fear in her stomach : that even through the sweetness of words and kindness of touches , she tenses â like sheâs afraid that the RUG will be ripped out from underneath her ; cards never falling in her favor . itâs a fear , for now and forever . Â
     golden laughter tumbles from her lips as her boyfriend showers her in kisses , and itâs only PARTLY because sheâs ticklish .  â  iâll spend forever and more with you , â monika says seriously , hand reaching up to cup and stroke his cheek gently ,  â  âŚÂ you made me âŚÂ whole again ,  â  but saying it out loud tastes like a lie dipped in honey ,  ( grey skies and gentle lies , darling , you had never been whole to start with ) gentle pause , purse of her lips , emerald eyes to gauge his reaction , as if unsure of what sheâs doing to be okay .  â and âŚÂ iâm scared of loving you too much , â  another laugh ,  â  because i want to be selfish , and keep you all to âŚÂ myself . âÂ
her laughter is almost like the chiming of bells, something that makes him only want to worship more--of course, he shouldnât be allowed to be in a church, as heâs never been a holy man, but sheâs something that could make him pray, though her legs would be his altar in the end. (as if sheâd even want that from him.) this has been good luck all the way, fortune striking him a positive manner for once that he doesnât think forever is possible for him, not with his ailing health--not with his bad luck.
monika will get bored, that much komaeda is certain and when the time comes, heâll plaster on a false smile and words will drop from his lips, i told you so, but until that time comes.
heâs happy.
âyouâre allowed to be selfish, you know.â he leans into her touch, âi wouldnât mind you keeping me all to yourself.â
naivetyâ:
     LEANS into his touch : heâs home . now , and for however long heâll have her , heâs home .  smile curls upon lips at sweet affection , knowing that itâs a SMALL win â somehow , heâs able to read her like an open book ( although , she wasnât being quite subtle either ) . through emerald , she meets his gaze , still a small smile on her face , but it fades in some kind of adoration when he speaks .  it makes her heart weak . wish he wouldnât have such a weakness like her â
      â  youâre kidding , right ? â silver laughter tumbles from her lips , hands reaching up to hold them in hers , settling them in lap if only for comfort ,  â  âŚÂ iâll need you even when i say i donât . are we sure youâre not the poet between the TWO of us ?  â presses gentle kiss to his cheek ,  â  for as LONG as youâll have me , and even after that â iâll need you . â
  with her delicate hands holding his, itâs their home--no matter what path they decide to carve out, nagitoâs always imagined it with monika by his side. selfishly, bitterly, he wants her all to herself and wonât admit that heâs not even worthy of this. that smile is something he wishes he could keep with him, that look on her face--heâs always loved her smile, always loved that laugh thatâs saccharine to his ears.Â
âno, no. iâm not kidding.â he presses another kiss to her forehead, pausing for a moment before peppering her face with tiny kisses, lips twisted into a smile as he processes her words. a small laugh escapes him, âwell, i guess youâre stuck with me forever, but i wouldnât mind forever. not if itâs with you.â

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naivetyâ:
      remains with this air of  đ¨đłđśđśđđľđŹđşđşÂ , although all tenseness escapes her body at the term of affection , and it takes ALL that she has not to be the weak - kneed girl she always tends to be .   YÍŁÍĚÍĚĚ˝ÍÍĚŚĚĚOÍÍÍÍŹÍĽÍ ĚąÍÍ ÍĚŠĚťUÍĚÍÍĽĚÍ̲ÍÍĚ'ÍĚÍĚ ÍŤÍÍRĚĚ ĚÍŹĚÍĚ̳̎ĚEĚ ĚĚĄ ĚĚĚžĚÍŁĚłÍÍ ĚŠĚŤĚĚł ͤĚĚĚĚÍÍÍÍÍĚŞÍ SĚĚÍŚĚĚĚUĚÍÍĽĚÍŞĚÍĚłCÍŁĚÍÍͧÍ̸ÍĚÍÍĚÍHÍ̞ͤĚÍŻ ĚÍŞÍÍŻÍĚ̝̚ÍÍÍĚÍ ÍĚĚŁA̞͏ĚÍĚŞĚĽĚĚą ͧĚÍĚ̥̝̪̚ĚĚ ĚÍͪͪͧĚĚĚąÍSÍŞĚżÍÍĚ Ě UĚĚťÍĚźÍĚŤCÍÍŚĚĚ ÍÍÍĚŹÍĚĚĽÍKĚĚĚĚžĚĚżĚÍĚłEĚÍĚRÍĚĚ˛ĚŞÍ ĚťĚĚŞĚŁ ĚĚĚŚÍĚĽĚŻĚŤĚąÍ ĚÍŹFĚÍĚĚĚͤOÍÍĚĚĚÍ RÍĚÍŻĚÍÍ ĚĚ ĚšĚĚŚÍĚ ÍÍŽÍHÍÍĚŞÍIĚžÍ͏͍ͤÍÍMĚĚÍ§ĚˇĚ°Ě Ḛ̤̌ÍĚš ĚÍÍ Í ÍŞÍŹÍĚÍĚšĚÍĚŽĚŹĚą.ĚÍŁÍĚžÍÍŤĚĚ ĚŞĚŠĚŁĚ°Â Â Â â   â i âŚÂ you certainly didnât seem to struggle to do it earlier , â gentle pout comes to glossed lips , as she fiddles with the edge of her school issued uniform . Â
     â  itâs whatever . i donât âŚÂ NEED your attention  đđđđđđđ  . â (  yÍĚĚĚŻÍĚoĚ´ÍÍĚÍ̹̏u͢ĚḚ̳̌'Ěźre̹̟̺ĚĚŁĚĚ ĚśĚ˛Í ĚĚĚŽĚ Ě sÍu̡ÍĚ Ě ÍÍ̲cĚŽh̾̌Ḛ̲̺̌̎ Í ĚľÍÍ Í̳̯̏aĚŁĚ ĚąÍÍ ÍĚĚł ÍfÍÍÍ ĚąĚĚÍ ǔ̟cĚĄĚĚĽĚÍkĚĄĚťÍÍĚŻĚĚŻiÍĚłÍÍÍÍ ĚŽnĚŞg ÍlĚ´ĚiĚľĚÍÍĚŞÍĚ Ía̡rĚ´ÍÍĚ˛Í ĚˇĚ°ÍĚźÍÍ Ě̹̏̏,̤̰̌ĚÍĚŽ ÍĚąÍĚ ÍĚĽ ̡ÍĚźṃ̳̤̯ĚoÍĚ ĚŻÍ̲nĚŤÍĚŚĚŞÍÍiÍĚĚŚĚĚkĚĚaÍ ĚŽĚłÍĚŻĚź ĚÍĚŤĚŁĚ Ě¸ÍĚŚÍĚŚÂ .Ě´ĚşĚŹĚ°Í Ě°)
â...that wasnât ignoring you.â
a snicker escapes him once again, though itâs easier for him to stop the stream of laughter that threatens to come out--moving forward to cup her face in his hands, to place his lips against her forehead in a gesture of affection as he hums happily. the right corner of his lips is twisted upwards, into a smirk as he looks down at his pouting girlfriend with awe clear in his eyes.
âi think thereâs been a misunderstanding here; clearly you donât need me, iâm the one who needs you. i thought that was obvious.â
      BĚ Ě¤ĚŚĚRA̜̲ÍÍÍTÍ Ě¤ĚťĚ°ĚťĚ¤ĚĚ ÍÍĚÍ ĚłĚŻĚŤ.ĚĚÍĚ˛Ě Í Ě§Í ÍW͢HÍĚÍ̤AÍ TĚĚÍ ĚŤĚ˛ĚŁ ̨AĚĚ ĚŻĚ ĚąĚ˛ĚĚźĚĚ¤Ě ÍÍÍÍĚBÍĚşÍĚĚŻĚŽÍÍRÍÍ̲ĚĚÍĚŞAĚŞĚšỊ̰̳́TĚĚÍ Ě Ě¨ĚÍ ÍĚŹÍ ĚÍĚŹĚÍ̺̏YĚŚĚĚŞĚÍÍO̤ÍĚĽU̳̚ Ě ÍĚÍARÍ̹̍ÍĚÍEŇĚŻĚŤĚŽĚĚą ÍĚĚ Í ÍÍÍą̪̲̂ĚĚĚŠÍĚŽÂ !  đđĄđđŤđ'đŹ Â đ§đ¨  đŤđđđŹđ¨đ§Â for such a look to grace softened features , something so irritable and red that her hair dulls in comparison : envy . or is it  đđđđđđđđ ? hands fix white  bow to make it nothing short of PRISTINE , green eyes deadset on  đĄđ˘đŚÂ as arms fold over her chest . VENOM oozes out from every word she has    TĚAĚĚĚŤĚÍIĚĄĚŽĚŻĚŻNĚĄĚąTĚÍÍĚąÍĚŻEÍĚźĚĚťÍDĚľ ̡ÍĚÍÍĚŠÍ Í,̴̹̌ĚÍĚŽÍÍ ĚśĚ° ĚĄĚŻĚŞĚŠĚĽĚŤŢÍĚŞĚAÍĚŽIÍĚźNÍĚşĚTĚ´ĚĚĚ̹̌̎ÍEÍÍÍDĚŹĚĚŽÍ ĚşĚŞ ĚĚŠĚŞ Ḛ̪̲̌B̸IĚŚĚ˛Í Ť̜̯ÍC̢HÍĚĚŠÍĚĚĽÍ Ň̤ÍĚťĚÍ Í ÍâĚĚŁĚŽÍ , even audible behind  ( fools gold )  en notes that float in her voice .
      â  â  what do you want , komaeda ?  i thought you were still had some  â  ignoring me â to do  . â
@fortunefuckedâ  đđđđđ  đ đđ  đ  đđđđđđđ.
it would have been more subtle if she stabbed him, though--itâs not like he minds. itâs just surprising to see such a reaction from her, for something so trivial as komaeda would put it--no reason for envy to have taken hold of her, but such emotions like that have always been rather prominent in him.
but him, ignoring her?
laughter bubbles out of his lips for a moment, his arms wrapping around his middle to steady himself.Â
âdo you seriously think iâm capable of ignoring you, dear heart?â
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No knowledge of Soul Eater is required to be a part of the verse, but those both unfamiliar and familiar are encouraged to join. Due to Soul Eaterâs nature, some content within the verse can be considered triggering! Anything that is gruesome, violent and within the realm of death will be tagged & censored accordingly, along with other requested triggers. This is your warning for those subjects. If you have any questions about things that arenât in the FAQ, feel free to send an ask or IM!
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Welcome to DEATH CITY. Buried in the remote avenues of Nevadaâs deserts, the sands of time run in abundance â every inch of this macabre and eccentric city holds a rich history spanning across the countless centuries. Although itâs colorful and checkered roots build the foundation of its beliefs, a new philosophy has been inaugurated, set in stone for a brighter future. Long gone is the old way of order, previously upheld by the former Shinigami â in its place, his son, Death the Kidd, carries out a more pragmatic ideal. His experiences in life had left him with a more open mind, and in his reign as the new God of Order, he seeks nothing more than a way to balance humanity. Initially faced with difficulty post-war, courage would guide him through aiding those affected by the aftereffects of the war against the Kishin, Asura.Â
Now, thirteen years later, his efforts have come to fruition. With the feud between humanity and those of the Witch Order settled, those of their kind â among many others â are welcomed to Shibusen with open arms. A new era of peace has been ushered in, greatly received by all â for the most part, things would be considered âprecise and perfect.â But with the moon still encased in Black Blood leaving darkened nights, and the original heroes taking their own paths in life, how long will it lastâŚ?
                        â  -   â  -  â
  RULES | APPLICATION | STORY | FAQ | ASK | SUBMIT
Soul Eater Encore is a brand new OPEN GROUP VERSE that takes place 13 years after the ending of the seriesâ manga. Our verseâs timeline takes elements from both the manga and anime and combines them alongside a few changes of our own creation, in hopes of telling a new story. You can read more about the timeline changes HERE ! This is not our first time running a group verse either, so rest-assured itâs run by well-experienced staff!
On the 31st of October, your muse makes their way into the infamous Death City. Their purpose lies entirely in your hands â whether they attend as a DWMA student, an instructor, a simple towny, or something more is entirely up to you. Regardless of how they came to be in the city & why, they now find themselves immersed in all that it has to offerâ good & bad alike. Although many years have passed, Kishin Eggs still run rampant throughout the world, clinging desperately to their dangerous ideals & pursuits of power â and as always, DWMA is there to bring them down to maintain order. Will you fall to madness? Or will you uphold order?
No knowledge of Soul Eater is required to be a part of the verse, but those both unfamiliar and familiar are encouraged to join. Due to Soul Eaterâs nature, some content within the verse can be considered triggering! Anything that is gruesome, violent and within the realm of death will be tagged & censored accordingly, along with other requested triggers. This is your warning for those subjects. If you have any questions about things that arenât in the FAQ, feel free to send an ask or IM!
Additionally, the verse mainly takes place in our very own Discord server, so please join it once your application is accepted!
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Public Callout: Paradox, Blue, Jay, Bird
This is a public callout post for users Paradox (@mournins ; @beliisms), Blue (@divinebetrayed ; @halcyonfought), Jay (@loyalbetrayed) and Bird (@soulsbetrayed). They are active in the fandoms Persona, Fire Emblem, Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh, Danganronpa, and Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor.Â
Never in my 15 years of roleplaying have I met a group of abusers and enablers so toxic, and this post is a PSA so that I can hopefully keep others from falling into their hands. Please blacklist them ALL for your own safety, however, DO NOT ENGAGE THEM WITH HARASSMENT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES.Â
Keep in mind, Paradoxâs actions are so egregious, he is already getting charges pressed against him by two different people he abused so far, and more may be on the horizon. The rest all enable this behavior and defend him despite all that heâs done to harm them and people they previously called friends. While this callout has snapshots of receipts proving our claims sprinkled in at the mention of them, for full transparency, the full comment chains will be uploaded at the end so that context for everything will be supplied, with censoring only provided for those who have nothing to do with the conflict and wish to be left out of it.
Strong trigger warning for mob mentality, mental and emotional manipulation, emotional abuse, emotional neglect, transphobia, pedophilia, ableism, and a lot more. Details under the cut. (7,300+ words, be mindful)
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normallcyâ:
     â  donât ! donât â say that ,  â  to turn on her heel and face him , soft hands to take murderous in herâs , but it feels nothing short of  RIGHT . in this entire damn facade game bullshit theyâve stuck her and her classmates in , heâs the only thing thatâs ever felt right . like PUZZLE PIECES snapping together just ever so perfectly .  â  youâre not ugly , nor useless . you are , â monikaâs hands almost just barely cup his cheeks , but itâs like sheâs afraid he might shatter if she says anything too quickly , touches him enough to bruise ( but baby , youâre the one whoâs more prone to shattering : not lion man in front of you , his hands could be wrapped around your throat and youâd still love him ) ,  â beautiful . in every sense of the word .  i swear to you . âÂ
      reverence is heavy in her words , ready to draw vein at the word if heâd ask , if heâd ask , if ONLY heâd ask .  â  you flatter me baby , really , â  she says a bit too innocently , saccharine thick and laid only down for him . hands fall , and squeeze his gently . â  but anything you ask iâll deliver . â  a pause . a moment . green eyes to gauge his countenance , flickers to his LIPS , â  â if you have the COURAGE to ask . â  AND THEREâS no malice , only some kind of teasing . Â
heâs not sure how to feel about that; well, more sure how heâs supposed to feel about that--most would take such a declaration in stride, but for him? itâs something that makes concern dawn within him and itâs something that he doesnât like; not when she knows better than him, when she ranks on the hierarchy so much higher than him that he couldnât even compare. Â
he looks as if her as if a goddess had shown up before him; the way someone would look as if they were in worship at church, as her delicate hands just barely hold his cheeks within them. like he had said, much too valuable for him to risk in this game of chess he intended to play with their classmates--his life up for grabs in the case they wanted to take the risk and try to escape, though the person he really wishes would take up this offer is in front of him and he knows, he knows she would never take him up on that.
brooding for a moment; but then saccharine smile appears on his lips.
âwell then; i have the simplest of requests for a start.â
âkiss me?â
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PDA. monikaâs extremely into pda , regardless of whatever verse theyâre in , but itâs never gross , but very touchy feely , and physical reassurances that sheâs still there , and that heâs still there â like he might slip away through her fingers .   there are times where sheâll cup his cheeks in her hands and go on her tippy toes to kiss him , but itâs never like , full on , high schoolers in the hallway eating each otherâs faces.
also with this is just monika âŚÂ constantly complimenting him . always . she refuses to accept anything less than that .
DR2. on the island , she probably never tells him what her ultimate is and he finds out through the FINAL DEATH ROOM reward about it and itâs not inherently a big argument but it causes a rift between the two , almost her avoiding him despite her feelings towards him .Â
uwu before chapter five monika knocks on his door to finally apologize and itâs the middle of the night and after she apologizes she kisses him like sheâs never going to see him again and even says i love you before returning back to her own place .Â
donât even get me started on what happens in chapter five . it HONEST to god kills her , breaks her fucking heart about what happened to him . itâs almost a heart wrenching scream that leaves her body when she finds him dead and she has to be pulled away kicking and screaming by akane and sheâs literally fucking useless in the trial and only really used in one of the truth bullets section for  âmonikaâs accountâ where it says that she had seen komaeda last night and he was acting weird.Â
BEAUTY PRODUCTS. monika has a bunch of scented lotions / shampoos (  think bed bath n body works ) that kind of just takes over their shower / bath and a part of me is inclined to say that komaeda might start using some out of convenience if he runs out of his own stuff .
if she goes to LUSH to replenish some stuff , sheâll pick up several bath bombs for him and she says its for him but rly she just likes the way it makes the bathroom smell LMFAO (  but she likes treating him too ! )
GROSS. theyâre âŚÂ literally so condescending towards some people itâs âŚÂ tragic. they definitely have the tendency to rub off on each other on negative ways , and can look down upon people especially away from the face of a crowd ( in private ). for nagito you get that look of condescension esp w hajime and him finding out heâs a reserve course studnet , but with monika itâs an eerie flip , where it goes from sheepish to blunt to downright disrespectful , when bad mouthing others in front of a character / especially to komaeda .
speaking of gross , if they ever made a murder plan , itâd be over for yâall ! Â
normallcyâ:
      OH , the effect he has on her is visible , shiver running down her spine at his gaze , wanting to SQUIRM , but stays eerily still , like a TROPHY awaiting to be taken down the shelf : waiting for permission to MOVE . ( and pet name does nothing to alleviate the SITUATION , instead douses flame with gasoline and sparks her up . )   when allowed entrance , she STEPS into the lionâs den . itâs no DIFFERENT than her cottage , but traces of him linger everywhere , even if it doesnât seem so . feels it in her BONES . FEAR should run through her body , like ice , but wraps her arms around herself , thereâs NO fear . ( or so she convinces herself : even love will blind her to danger . even now .  especially now . )
      â  â i couldâve â !!  â  what ? broken coded girl barely knows herself and what prowess she HOLDS , let alone what she could do . sheâs âŚÂ NOTHING .  â  i couldâve HELPED ,  â she offers up  vaguely , as if ready to TAKE a knife for his name , which is nothing short of what sheâd DO for him if heâd asked .  gentle SIGH to defuse herself from anxiety boiling beneath her skin ,  â  i wouldâve done it . FOR YOU . â  simple , and turns to FACE him .  â  what if the IDIOTS in the class had gotten it wrong , ko ?  â  AND HER OWN condescension towards her classmates sounds eerily SIMILAR to his , but it seems sheâd easily follow him into hell if he all but asked KINDLY .  â  you wouldâve been GONE . i canât âŚÂ i canât live âŚÂ  â  without you is left off , dies out in her voice .  â i wouldâve HELPED if you asked .  âÂ
and in the lionsâ den, it looks like a chimera has taken root--lion and viper combined as he watches her with those eyes of his, calculating every step of his, though she? she is something he canât predict; not fully at the very least, thatâs not where his talent lies after all--heâs lucky and he holds that within his hands; moldable to itsâ very core, to his very whims of want and need.
what could she do? the very words slipping out of his mouth are enough for komaeda to chuckle; a fond look settling within his gaze, as he looks over with something akin to affection. âyou shouldnât be willing to do that for me, dearest, but thatâs just my opinion--selling your soul for something as ugly as me? something as useless?âÂ
unthinkable.Â
âi could never ask that of you and that much will always be true--youâre too valuable for that.â

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        ITâS NO DOUBT a dangerous line to skate : him known to be that sinned just almost murderer , not much of anger that he sparks up like blazing fire but black cast iron , her fingers BEGGING for a touch only to get burned  anyways  .  steals towards the darkness like a THIEF in the NIGHT , asking for a knife at the THROAT after monokumaâs announcement . ( golden girl turned molten lava : mission branded into her mind , ANSWERS . she wants answers . )
         BUT ITâS hard to speak when green eyes catch countenance sheâs come to adore : twistedness and sacrificial hope lamb he hopes to be , heâs always been MORE . more to her . he drips with something DISGUSTING , drips with the sins sheâs committed in life past , but it falls away from her lips at the MERE sight of him . god . sheâs become a martyr . he could just as easily be the one to try and WRAP hands around her throat , heâs shown no mercy towards this byakuya character , she should be no different . sheâs prey . easy to take . IT ALL goes out the window at the sight of him . itâs over for her . he had his control over her the moment they stole glances at each other on the beach .Â
         â  YOU COULDâVE done better . you  shouldâve â  â  should have what ? asked her to help ? broken girl , doesnât even know who she is ?  instead , takes a deep inhale , closes her eyes gently . â   âŚÂ god . i missed you , ko .  âÂ
         đđđđđđ & đđđđđđđ.  * /  đ đĄđđđĄđđ đđđđ.  / @fortunefucked !
sacrificial lamb indeed; if he were allowed to become it, there would be no doubt in his mind, that heâd be able to save one of them and allow them to escape this island of despair, not even by the skin of his teeth--itâd be easy, for him and whoever would be willing to make a bargain between him, his devilâs luck and themselves, but of course, those who stand on those pedestals would never stoop so low to rely on him, now would they?
a pity; though heâs surprised, for the briefest of moments, to see that the club president had paid him a visit--mercy would be the kindest thing here, but komaeda doesnât intend to play by the rules--theyâve exchanged hearts from that first moment on the beach; a piece of him that will never be his again, and the luckster had never encountered something like that before--they drip with sinsâ ichor that komaeda canât pin down, not yet.
âah--âhe begins, taking a breath as his eyes trail over her, much like a snake waiting to pounce for prey. âi could have done better? how so, love?â and the spider moves aside; to offer her passage into his web.
âi missed you too.â
x-blood-chronicles-xâ:
Would she care if it felt like a cage? No. Why? Because Komaeda is now with the good guys. He can get help, proper careâŚand while she didnât entirely agree, there was also a chance to speak with him, study his emotional state, use him for (harmless) research and go from there in order to find a way to treat the severe sense of despair⌠Of courseâŚif Yunneth really wanted to, she could study forbidden magic, sacrifice some humanity, and erase his memories. But that would take time she does not have and to throw away her own mental progress that she had been making since middle school. Not only that, there was the moral implications. BesidesâŚit would make her no different than Junko. No. She refuses to be compared to such a woman. The raven will help Komaeda and help end this world wide pandemic without crossing that border between human and devil.
Taking out the future card, instead of showing it to Komaeda, she would leave it down. Taking the first three random cards (also facing down), she would show them to the other before setting them down under the first three.
âPick one of the three that speaks to you most. It does not matter if you cannot see whatâs underneath.â
Nothing better than a caged bird so he would say--There was no freedom involved, but there was comfort. There was just no satisfaction to it, no fun in it all when all he desperately craved was to run amok and sing the prophecies, and find that new spark of despair to make HOPE rise from the ashes of it, like a phoenix.Â
It wouldnât happen yet, but he would bide his time until his freedom was either bought or he found his own way out--Be the villain or be the hero that people will write about or at least, be the person who shaped either.
Pick one of three--
Heâll pick the one to the uttermost right, having closed his eyes before he had even reached.Â