In the forest there was a hut!
It'd been some odd times spent in this apocalyptic world. In a way, it was a dream come true! Only, save for the "still existing" part. That, and he could tell: people were still alive. Despaired, but alive!
That, and monsters. Ohhh, the monsters. What crude, impolite beings they were. They bring such shame to his sort of existence!
Somewhere, in the empty city, wanders a well-meaning, pleasant-looking priest.
Who seems to be having issues trying to yank a plank of wood from his back; the nails were jabbing out, sticking into him.
Xelloss let out a huff, highly miffed at having the darned thing stuck to him in a rather painful-looking angle -- yet he wasn't wincing much at all, just a bit put off.
"That's the last time I ever go frolicking in the city. Next thing you know, a building collapses on top of you!"
That, and monsters. Ohhh, the monsters. What crude, impolite beings they were. They bring such shame to his sort of existence!
Somewhere, in the empty city, wanders a well-meaning, pleasant-looking priest.
Who seems to be having issues trying to yank a plank of wood from his back; the nails were jabbing out, sticking into him.
Xelloss let out a huff, highly miffed at having the darned thing stuck to him in a rather painful-looking angle -- yet he wasn't wincing much at all, just a bit put off.
"That's the last time I ever go frolicking in the city. Next thing you know, a building collapses on top of you!"