“The dying will”

A rose in hand a pen in the other hand
He draws his banishment blade Standing over his mothers grave
Pointing it at the heart of the demon itself

“away beast! back away! This is the one place I will never let you desecrate with your travesty This is the place were I send you back from whence you

Love his tears can rip the sky open in rain lighting and thunder driven by a pain that is guided with a grave love, he ignites! in a flame of flames creating a radiant light that banishes the blight

“I will vanquish you with beauty and fill the void with flowers and everything lovely”


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