Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190212053548

"So the walking cadaver has judged what crawls before its empty sockets, and find the creatures of today to be abominations. Hypocrites hiding under a shape close to humanity..." The man in the wall hums in his distorted tone, reflecting to Prad's ears.

"An achievement to be held, for a child of a primal entity to be titled a living failure by the same sentience when he still bears his ancient flesh, untouched by the metamorphisis. Or perhaps, is the progetinor blind to the tally of its rejected children? If those fomr the damned world have given nothing of worth, what could the dog and the rot produce, save for their lineage?"