Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170930071524

"AH. INDEED. He is... WHAT YOU SAY HE IS."

Watching the Matra Jeiel regrow his arm from it being broken by the creature now manifesting from Jeiel, the thing takes a small step...forward. It keeps staring at the messenger, like it wanted to tear him apart.

"HE IS foolish to hide his follies behind his .. so-called personage of kindess... but once it wells out of him, he cannot contain it from spreading. IT INFECTS HIM, like a DRUG. It poisons him..... and leaves him in a drastic measure to save himself... and others from being involved in his demeanor..."

STILL...

All of the sudden, the being emanates his own flow of aura that seems to choke, the life of what existed around the four identities...

"I AM NOT planning to let this man die.... when I am still, trapped WITHIN him.... I, the DEMON of RUIN, ARYAN...."