Dynamis fingered a broken necklace. He was planning to go as his ancestor for Halloween. Normally he wouldn't do something like this, but Tithi had gotten all excited for Halloween and Dynamis couldn't refuse.
He sighed. The necklace that once embodied the curse that plagued his bloodline had been shattered by Kyoya. He knew that. But just the memory of what it had done to him, how it had turned him against the heavens and his friends, still made Dynamis shiver.
He lifted the necklace to his neck, then placed it back down. It had been worn by his ancestor eons ago, but Dynamis decided a little historical inaccuracy wouldn't be too terrible.