Starting to get back on track. So yeah, rejoice.
65. Devastation
They'd brought it upon the world each apprentice had been born in, wrought destruction across its inhabitants and left a mess behind. It was merely a reflection of their own lives to Ienzo though, soon to lose even that name, the ruins not only of the city they called home, but every hope they'd had.
The sixty-fifth. Thirty-five to go.
See you tomorrow with any luck.
-Josiy x