#atcrdtlkin

One right after the other? I must feel chatty tonight. I suppose a "Fanon Nope" I have would be the extensive media of d3rlord3 and I interacting- specifically romantically or sexually. I feel no which-way about this Knight (which I am sure is mutual, to some effect) , though it is quite amusing to see the different interpritations of our... "dynamic", as it were. I wouldn't say I'm particularly against it, however, as I (again) do so derive amusement from it. However vastly incorrect it may be, it is still quite entertaining. Do keep producing such media, internet. I won't be entertained otherwise. (/j) - The King in Yellow [ SFaWTDE / ATCRDTL kin ] (👑💜)

It's bizzare, the more I think about it. "Summoned" by a village that made itself home underground, residing inside a shadowed temple they had built for me, (very loosely) leading an all-too-stubborn Knight to his (for lack of a proper description) demise. I did not particularly intend to hurt you, d3rlord3. I did not stop it, but it was not an active choice. More... Habit? I suppose? You delicate humans are all but crops and livestock to me, now. I don't particularly recall if such a designation was a choice toward desensitization, or an unfortunate effect of all that I have thus become. I do not seek forgiveness, nor do I wish you to extend it. You would not mean it, so there is no use in lying. This does not mean I will 'spare' Avery. They are (however... dense they may be) their own indevidual, and thus have their own free will. I'm sure they will ineviatably follow in your footsteps, d3rlord3, but that is for the future to tell us. Do know that, now with you "marked" (as it were), I will always be watching you. Every moment, every action. [Off topic, but I do believe there is a song for this /amused] I will collect you, as I always do. What I will do is up in the air at the moment, but I suppose 'research' into your mind is higher on this metaphorical "to-do" of mine. We will see. - The King in Yellow [ SFaWTDE / ATCRDTL kin ] (👑💜)

Its truly odd knowing you have a past, even if it only lives on in your mind as fragmented shards of a limitless expanse of realities. I remember who I was, yet I simultaneously never had been.