'Don't worry, Biyuk. It's all just a show... In order to control the world from shadows, Sometimes you have to become someone's shadow.' Anon spoke with a smile.
Fantasy · Night_phantom
That just made her snort as she shook her head, saying "A target yes, but a target that no one would dare to take action against. The Queen and I might have separated, but I am still one of her two closest advisors, and on top of that I have quite a lot of influence and power of my own. Only to illustrate a point, if I were to secede from the Queendom, I could set up my own state without much worry at all, but um... obviously I won't."
Fantasy · Ketsueki_Hasu
As I worked, I could see the threads of Blood and Dark Mana curiously 'sniffing' the metal on the anvil, slowly creeping forwards and flicking across its surface, only to recoil whenever I hammered the metal or just got close to them.
Fantasy · Ketsueki_Hasu
It was to create passive guidance towards the territory. That was: Pathways.
Fantasy · NispedanaSan
Although papyrus was very expensive and it was a long shot any information would actually reach Terran hands, it was all they could do.
Fantasy · NispedanaSan
I kinda want that dark magic wine that Astra made a while back to come into play. That description gave me serious chekovs gun vibes. Maybe get her hooked on it, convince her it's some basic wine brand that's found anywhere so that she destroys herself trying to get another hit. Completely hands off and a realistic downfall for someone like her.
pls don't zombify my boy 😟
Speaking of which, what about the animals outside…? How many mutts, stray cats, and others would be out there? She shuddered at the thought of zombie rats…
Fantasy · NispedanaSan
this big:
Overall the entire tech collection occupied two parts of the floor space. She placed the clothing, living essentials, and the baby products on top to save space. There were also camping items like flashlights, lighters, tents, and bags.
Fantasy · NispedanaSan
As they continued to eat, the banter flowed naturally, filled with conversation and genuine laughter. In truth, deep down, they were friends; both of them were just loathe to admit it.
Hell's Kitchen
Fantasy · deadmandreaming