daemonprinz
atticus-vanus
... have come to face their truth...
In all honesty... You don't need to bare horns to be called the devil nor white wings to be known as an angel.. In fact, it was the lack of horns that summoned echoes of angels who won't return and the black on my wings that riled the anger of angels who won't return... and I didn't mind at all.
As a creature with no ruling master nor God to supervise his actions; a free soul roaming both sky and land but at the price of an abundant thirst for destruction and a crown of thorns known as Pride constricted his beating heart. The boy with appendages of tattered obedience and amenability acknowledge foreign forces had crossed over unto this world...
A stare and a lack of words was all he could do in their presence.
... For the most part...
