Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-27550231-20180923220232

Jorge follows the group without question or protest, while this world was doomed they at least had time to plan, time to prepare for what would come. Perhaps they would be lucky and Paramool would keep his eyes in this realm and conquer it entirely before moving onto theirs. If they were lucky he would run into another cosmic threat that would run him into the proverbial ground and should he reach them he would then have to contend with the converting energies of the lands.

The thought made him chuckle, Paramool, the thing he feared reduced to a sex starved mamono.

"That would be the day..."