Emslaved To The Krazoa's Will
Chapter 1
Tlaloc's Propspective
I see you standing before me,
Suprised to see me,
Even though my body is gone,
My spirit still lingers,
Ensnared by the Krazoa's power.
That once filled my veins.
Horror filled your eyes,
As you see what it turned me into,
Why you help a shaman,
Who is beyond saving,
Your kind nature will betray you,
If you're not careful.
I'm curious as to why,
You take your staff out,
Do you think the Krazoa,
That resides iwithin me will hurt you?
If it did, I wouldn't be able to control our actions.