Bad quality, darn it. I've been so offline. HOW MUCH HAS SCRATCH CHANGEDDDDDD notmuchtbh unfitting song dat I think fits the story yey IimaginePromisesingingthis storytiem= ================================================== Invisible light filled the blank darkness. Wind padded timidly towards Promise, who was at the end of the 'room.' "You're in a dream," her voice cracked. He kept approaching her carefully. 'Light' shone upon them, making the atmosphere more sinister. "You're one of them, aren't you?" the Guardian laughed coldly. Laughter followed her own and suddenly Wind's right eye hurt; like a thousand of thorns being pressed onto it. The laughter stopped. "Me too," she still hasn't faced him since the start of the possible dream. "You are in a dream," she mewed. "This is the only painless way to kill you. So I won't feel the pain of seeing your blood on my flowerbeds. This is how I executed all of those once-innocent souls. Those poor souls," she added in a murmur. Wind took one more step towards her. She was silent for a moment. "W-Why are you making this so hard for me? I've already befriended them all before realizing I had to kill them!" she cried, tears falling down from her eyes. "What if I wasn't a Corrupted?" Wind asked. "Then I would let you pass; to the Great Open Waters, where it is easy for you to go back home.. But since you are one of THEM I can't lt you pass! More Guardians and Tribes who are much more aggresive and they show no mercy," she grew more quieter. "And you know how this is a dream?" she hissed coldly; a sudden change of mood. The room grew colder and Wind glimpsed a mad grin on the side of Promise's face. "It's actually a nightmare, except with me in it."
update: I just realized that Promise is like Asgore. Except more.. As-GOREY ;) killme
