Why? Why oh why oh WHY a demon-eater, of all things?! I mean, at least you’re an anima, but I’d’ almost have preferred you be a florus – or even a symbi! Why, at least then I wouldn’t have had to put up with such – such…!
A few years have passed, now. This body is in its late-teens. Yet it hasn’t even grown a foot in height.
My goodness, it’s been SO long since I’ve enjoyed a world this much! I mean, I’m not normally one to care about aesthetics, but perhaps I should have tried this sooner!
In Illunira, our spirits, our auras, glowed so, SO many different colors! From bright primary colors, to muddy browns, to dull grays… Some were so bright you could barely look at them, others so dark they almost looked black!
Dracula is leading Tess to his castle, the wolves following along and disappearing into the trees along the way, one-by-one. Tess’s eyes widen as she lifts her gaze, following the structure up to the tips of its pitch-black spires. It’s enormous; but of course it is. Technically, he’s still nobility.
When Ciestess arrives in our new world, her first thought is something completely pointless. < Cold… I’m cold again… < … I HATE the cold. >
Ok, let me admit something right off the bat: I’ve wondered more than a few times whether I actually remember anything about my early childhood at all. Yeah, see, I might’ve just made it all up from pieces of different lives I’ve lived in other worlds. And since I can’t go back and check, I’ll probably never have an answer, either.
Table of Contents for Crossroad of Infinity: Origins, Part 1 "Alone"
Rethinking my strategy for the OSWs.
This elf has racked up quite the tab at your tavern. And he’ll have to pay up before he’ll get another ounce of ale out of you!