In the first Age, in the first Battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood. Burned by the Embers of Armageddon, his soul blistered by the fires of Hell an tainted beyond Ascension. He chose the path of perpetual torment. In his ravenous hatred he found no peace and with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the Dark Lords who have wronged him. He wore the crown of the Night Sentinels and those that tasted the bite of his sword named him..
The Doom Slayer
I like my hair for now, in a week or so they will return to their chaotic messy abomination state once more to torment my existence
Me looking at bread: Where's the bread
Her name is Aria and she's tired
The lighters I've stolen so far (87)
I love stealing lighters, I'm a sneaky little goblin, I've become so good at stealing lighters that i steal them in front of people's faces and no-one sees me hehe :3
He has made my life a lot harder than it already is, he sabotaged it and did lots of damage. But now I'm the evil one. I'll sabotage his life in any way possible. There shall be no mercy
It's me, the skelybones