Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26380985-20181003033252/@comment-32576127-20181022195134

"My pride is non-existent. I don't care about egos. Pride, however, thinks he's better than everyone and will try to get to the top. And now for you." He looked towards Marcus, his orange slit-gaze hardended and narrowing into a glare, his forked tongue flicking out before he spoke once again. "I'm not talking about this Universe's Order. I'm talking about my Universe's Heaven. They needa chill on exiling poor angels that I corrupt into becoming my specimen. Demons, Incubi, Succubi and more. I kill mililions every day without a hint of mercy. I'm trying to get this slave, which is a Seraphim, to like me. She'll be my bride. I'll force her into a marriage even if she says no."