運命的死亡

Destiny//Death

Silent.
Black.
Nothingness.

Am I...?

Falling, falling...
Floating.
Spikes of black flames, pulsing, engulfing...

It roars. They scream. Loyalty shatters.
It roars again, bone-shattering cries fulled by smell.
It reeks of it; the scarlet life coats its claws. He knows, he can feel it; every drop gathering at the tips.

His conscience corrodes, crumbling around the edges. His heart beats louder, breaths drawn deeper, the world a blur of purple-blue flames. Everything spins and turns; the edges turn red. The leash of his thoughts left far behind. The tide becomes too strong. He stumbles...

Chaos roars.


AN: More will/may come when life permits! So sorry!