There’s nothing to be learned other than your own sins when you’re trapped within hell. I watched the other sculptures of icy souls shatter before my eyes. Being that I was within the last ring of…
This was a requested song. These are the lyrics to the punk rock/rock song “I’m Coming Undone” by Korn. This song was used in “100 Most Shocking Music Moment…
Death by Betrayal
"You will be missed."
Honestly. I’m really good at bringing back characters from the dead. Thing is I’m not doing it the conventional way of how I do things. Normally, I have one of my other characters, or yours, retrieve the soul somehow.
Mayu’s soul is in the lowest level of hell with Satanas. So it’s not an easy thing to do and can’t be done.
Here’s the thing.
Sammy will somehow escape hell. When he escapes hell, he’ll bring back Mayu in the process. Mayu will be working for Sammy as a Guardian of Hell, a Cerberus of sorts, but with all her old powers intact (A Black Knight). I’m doing this to give a new direction for the character to go, a new path, a new rebellion.
So when that happens, she’ll be revived and hopping around again. When this arc in my plot happens is anyone’s guess.
So a few months ago I said I would post a pic of my boobies if I hit 50 follwers. Fortunately for all, I am a young straight male with issues. Sorry to all the folks at home who’re holding their dicks.
"I’ve killed more people than I’ve saved. I dunno, it’s just always been easier to play dumb. Playing dumb allows me to forget."
So I’ve been taking singing lessons lately which have helped considerably. I don’t expect an overnight miracle to my voice, but I do hear the difference from the small exercises I learned from the cds.
"I have logic and reasons for what I do." He placed the cigarette to his lips and inhaled the cancer,
"The bullets are designed for weakening supernaturals. You can dig them out the old fashioned way, but you’ll bleed out. Right now I have a van waiting out front ready to…
Alexis was quick to call the helicopter over to pick them up. It took a few minutes for it to show up and land. All the while, Alexis put his helmet back on and didn’t speak.
It’s not like he didn’t like talking, but this was all business. It’s rough when you know the person and there’s nothing you can do about it. He’d only briefly spent time with her when he was young and that was before the destruction of The Gifted Manor.
After getting into the helicopter, a medic team was waiting to help give a mock treatment to her wounds. Surprisingly, the helicopter ride was smooth enough.
Alexis looked in Devang’s direction and crossed his arms over his chest,
"They haven’t caught Mayu yet. I can call off the chase if you want. I don’t really need her since you came quietly."
He wasn’t being cocky or rash in his comment. The opposite of asshole in all his traits beside his profession. It was all just part of the job. Considering the guy had been homeless for months after the initial attack on Millennium City, this gig was all he had; the same went for all the Purge soldiers. Can’t very well live normal lives when you voluntarily become a monster for the state