[roleplay] 《 the Superior Race. Ψ 》. accepting!

-Daemon-
Daemon shook his head.
"None."
We've lost so much. And we don't even have a leader, yet. What's going to become of us?
 
I gaze out into the sea.

What have I just caused? She had feelings for Daemon...it was the wrong time.....

Why? Why is this happening to me? Why am I trapped? What is..wrong with me.?

I...don't know what to believe anymore. I don't know what is right, what is wrong..

My new prison, is no longer love.

It is depression.
 
-Daemon-
Daemon's face flushed red.
"I told you, I don't have a woman.
And, they left already. Is it really okay to just waltz in there and say 'help me pick a leader'?" he growled, but he wasn't mad.
 
This was all getting to me.

It happened so fast.

What was going on? What am I supposed to do?

This is going to kill me. I'm lost, i'm tortured, i'm imprisoned, i'm sad.

Love, is driving me mad. Love, is putting me through depression.

Love, is making me happy.

But it also makes me sad. What....am I feeling?
 
DAMIEN:
"Yeah, because whether you know it or not, you love that fox girl, Ahri." Damien got up and walked away, annoyed with his brother's attempt to hide it.
 
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