His cerulean ganders would rear abaft、scrutiny follows the proverbial gauntlet being thrown、with every passing second that the Monarch stood within this enemy’s perimeter、their authoritative energies fought for dominance ─╌┈ clashing in contention. “ You’re a chatty one. ” »
His cerulean ganders would rear abaft、scrutiny follows the proverbial gauntlet being thrown、with every passing second that the Monarch stood within this enemy’s perimeter、their authoritative energies fought for dominance ─╌┈ clashing in contention. “ You’re a chatty one. ” »
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« Sung was sure he could feel himself drowning in a vast field of stillness where everything is felt、yet nothing grows besides the tautness of the atmospheric influence with mad disquietude.
Jin-Woo’s passive sensory status discerns the true essence of a soul ensconced within an »
« artificial shell、judging from his opposition’s speech patterns、he could deduce that there was more to his vociferation than just double entendre.
“ At the very bottom of the sea, there still lays an abyss. ” voiced in reaction.
Thus、the Sovereign of death began to get bold. »
« “ Drowning、isn’t so pitiful. There’s still endurance whilst sinking, It is when your finally laying the bed of the sea-floor、in the black blankets and suddenly a breath breathes out blowing out a mournful、despondent sound that swells the sheets … »
« is where ─╌┈ all
❪ 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 ❫ is truly lost. ”
Peeling away at the color of the area. Manifested from nothing more than a blackened hearts will. The coloration metamorphosed into a soulless-gray、followed by a dismal feeling comparable to thalassophobia. Jin-Woo’s umbra »
« spilled out from beneath the terra as if the darkness of the very ocean they spoke of、honored him. Vomiting unto the surface、bathing their entire surroundings stygian. A pivotal turn began supporting the path of Sung’s steady stride. »
« The Monarch’s steps were straightforward and true towards the threat. Bearing no sway、no hesitance from confrontation.
“ Just try and swim in this bottomless pit. “