@DepravedGrail The time for talk was over. Fate had chosen 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙩. Link’s focus was ironclad, and his gaze sharp. His perception locked onto the New God, intent on monitoring even the slightest twitch.
And naturally, she did not make him wait. Given her demeanor, the aggressive approach—
@DepravedGrail —place in the Hero’s left hand. The Hylian Shield adorned the opposite arm, as he leaned forward, into a battle-ready crouch.
In defense of his home he was prepared.
He’d die for 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮. But he’d live and fight for 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨.
“Bring your best.”
『 #𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐋���� 』 h
“You…!”
Akira's voice would seem to echo throughout what looked to be an emptier part of Shinjuku as he’d quickly approached a stranger with a strong demonic presence, almost seeming as if the man himself held the power of an army. The devil within himself-
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common urchin . .
As appreciative as I am however; I do hope the future bliss of roses scent, isn’t to serve to replace that of your company.. my dear 𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔. ❞
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⠀ ⠀Surprise veiled across bright features at this new admission. Delight a manifestation of scattered blossoms throughout crimson locks. Her arms’ hold about him tightening as she pressed closer still.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀❝ Scheming indeed! Look at you— no better than a
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Cracks in reality served as a gateway for a familiar entity.
@Endsanity would no doubt recognize this presence. The living god, Enerjak had appeared within his midst.
❝Such festivities… pray tell, Dark One. What is the 𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣?❞