Evening, I am Nahas of the serpent. I am a guide, and a follower. Take my hand and venture fourth through my story..
I am not new to roleplay nor this site. I have returned with a new account as the old one has been lost to time. Time. Time is the fall of all creation, whether it be man or otherworldly. All shall crumble within time. Starting with one's soul...
Can you feel it? Your mind struggling to comprehend an unfamiliar emotion?
The devil deals within the detail, and that's where he lies. Hence forth I am a literary writer. I write a paragraph or more, and you shall follow suit. Those who do not, will no longer be welcome.
I can sense your sanity cripple. I can smell the emotion leaking through your soul. It carries a nice and damaged aroma. How... pleasant...
My final words for now have been said. Even hell has its limits, though very few. If they are crossed you will be informed. Though it is only one warning. And finally, do not seek God's blessing as he only wants your offering; Only the damned have your best interest at heart. As they do not wish for you to follow suit.
Farewell. I do hope you find your way out the fire and brimstone.
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