THE FUEL OF RAGE CRUSHES HOPE. BLOOD AND BREATH ARE BOTH EASILY HALTED. LIFE IS DOOMED. THE VOID SWALLOWS ALL LIGHT. THE MIND IS WEAK TO THE HEART’S COMMANDS. AND TIME… *DOMINATES* SPACE.
what, nothing else? did i exhause your pre-set dialogue tree? fa. ha. ha. i win.
OR I DECIDED YOU WEREN’T WORTH MY TIME ANYMORE.
got it so i won and you lost
NÓ.
((Goddamn autocorrect making my no have an accent
yes. i won, you lost.
ARROGANT MANIC PIXIE.
So long as we both stuck with speaking the truth. Here, I will help! Doom leaves the world stagnant without the vibrancy of life, life in excess is tied by the boundaries of doom! In matters of the mind and heart, the layout is what matters most. Time and Space run and play, bound to each other in perpetuity. Rage and Hope exhaust without the other to rein them in. Breath and Blood are bedrock, they tie it all together. There is nothing for Light to illuminate in the absence of Void. Sad little boy doesn’t understand anything about balance, and that is what will bring about his reckoning. Again. For the boundaries of Doom have found you once, it is only a matter of.. hehe, Time, for it to come back around again.
you ✦re ✦ being of destruction, poor lord. spe✦king these words will not m✦nifest them. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆