-Shuts up in case Aven decides he hates him and leaves him for Fen-
...Anyway, after... after that, Aven and I got separated, and we went to this desert, where there was...
...
...-Gets that look in his eye again-
Anyway, I'm out of stories.
... -Wonders if he should tell Aven about what Nyarlathotep told him and what he knows from Hijileph looking for the two cults and what happened to him in the desert, but decides against it for now-
edited 13th Feb '14 8:37:26 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-Is quiet-
-Is currenlty reliving what was essentially four months of mental violation after mental violation since he had to talk about it-
-Which in turn causes him to remember the four thousand years he spent trapped undergroud, probably a few of those years spent with the Thousand Maws tearing into him, and the rest spent in a perpetual state of pain, revulsion at his own being, terror upon being just barely aware to know everything he was down to his name has been ripped away from him and torn to shreds, and, upon occasionally remembering just the smallest scrap of information every couple centuries or so, having to desperately cling to it to no avail as it is burned away by his own mind, shattered and multiplied into thousands upon thousands, leaving him just barely a person alone in a small dark space and knowing it's all his fault-
edited 13th Feb '14 8:48:04 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

But becoming hope and justice to all humanity, it is something brilliant, something to aspire to.
To be lost in such an amazing position is something I dream of.