In lines of pain and tragedy, who can deny a gray past?

In the paradoxes of time and logic, who was it that stole the reins?

A chessboard where hands change places, directing every opera;

The world shrouded in a terror called coincidence,

Countless choices all swimming toward the same fate.

I wither in eternity, softly humming under civilization’s embrace;

Spin a lie vast enough to cover the heavens, letting divine blood rain from sky into sea.

Divine Keys, Herrschers, Stigmata, 

Honkai…

“All gifts come with a hidden price tag, Otto Apocalypse.”

“You’re right. But my creditor… will never show up.”

blame the author not me. i dont take responsibility for not adding chapter 7 because there was none to begin with. 


kekw XD, sigh.... am i still consiuss, a bit drunk i might say.


Chapter 7 - chapter 7 not really a chapter.