For as long as Serin has been there has always been a war of light and
darkness. Some fight for their own greed some fight for others who can't.
In the end we all have our own free will and ability to choose paths as they
come. Or do we? The Gods use us as their pawns in a war that they watch
from the clouds. Gugunnu knew his fate long before it was played out before
him. He gave his entire being up dedicating it to mindless bloodshed.
Nothing to lose and everything to gain another beast was released onto the
unwitting. The Gods bring a King into a a realm of pawns.
Description:
Coals that are barely a glow are set inside eye sockets sunken into a
thick mishapen head. The area around his eyes looks black and burned, the
skin cracked revealing molten underneath. His cranium is missing a portions
of itelf. The hair grows funny around the patch of skin and seems ready to
fall out. His muscular neck and body are tanned from years of sun exposure.
Both hands have an insignia burned into the tops of them, the skin boiled
and crispy looking. Many bones seem to adorn his waist, giving him away as
he clanks around the room. His abnormal feet point outward and seem to have
twelve toes each. A mystery how he manages to balance.
You deleted right as I was about to disengage. Did not know you were naked until right then. You could have easily just said something to me and I would have withdrawn. Not sure why you logged out naked instead of at least getting a mediocre suit, but good luck on the next.
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