Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170708044046

"Why.....I thought you'd never ask, Penumbra."

Walking in the air in a manner as if to defy gravity and physics was Nathan. Half of his own body had been burnt and rended off, molting away in a thread of shadows. Still, with his state he was able to throw a wretched laugh. "A move of your caliber, Bentley... And if I say it nearly wrecked the fun out of the entire battle, you old sap."

"Why, my dear student. You're just as old...but young and strangely pathetic."

Nathan doesn't flinch even as there was a red rapier was pointed undermeath his throat. "You really think you can overtake two of the Hallowed Shades by yourself? You call yourself that omnipotent..boy?" Abiathar inched the sword closer.

But then Nathan doesn't mind this and chuckles. "Master...one thing...is for sure. Jeiel Yozama...is also my goal. But unlike you I am to win. Especialy since...."

He reveals on his hand, a tear shaped pendant that...visibly had a shred of the presence of the boy-king they mentioned.

"....I have a piece of what he USED to be."