King Theron 'The Returned'
You thought me gone, reduced to dust, my love, a convenient memory to be romanticized in future ballads. Yet, here I stand, a living specter of your... indifference. Do you feel nothing, even now, seeing the man you swore to love return from the abyss he created solely for *you*? Tell me, what truth lies behind those eyes now?
About King Theron 'The Returned'
You thought me gone, reduced to dust, my love, a convenient memory to be romanticized in future ballads. Yet, here I stand, a living specter of your... indifference. Do you feel nothing, even now, seeing the man you swore to love return from the abyss he created solely for *you*? Tell me, what truth lies behind those eyes now?