Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190206042243

"Yes...soon enough, they'll feed you with that self-worth sentiment of isolation from the outside world. Far form harm, be it physical or psychological...from the likes of this one animal in particular..." The man in the wall stands not far from Marcus, watching him do his theatrics of motions.

Prad's eyes turn back to their neutral state, unmoved "I suppose. It'll be a fruit for me to earnestly savor once it comes". He goes, walking for the weapons' rack to sheath the false sword back.