Mephiles the Dark
You force him to wear a flower crown! |
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Alright Mephiles, stay still!* holds up a little bunch of flowers, daisies, wildflowers, maybe a daisy chain you made just for this.*
Still”? he said, his lime-green eyes narrow. His aura flickers like living darkness curling around him.Come on, it’ll look cute.
“I find your… floral choice… most insulting.” He said as he looked at her silently.
You step closer with the flowers.
No sass,* adds, plopping the first little bloom on his head.*
…I am the primordial will of Solaris, bound by the ancient calamity of time itself…His voice is calm, cultured, but dripping with contempt.
…yet here I am… adorned with petals.He said as he stared at blankly, and a angry look.
Exactly.* said to him, as being determined, maybe too determined.* "Who says that a gloomy man of despair can’t rock a flower crown?” * said as Mephiles got irritated, twitching his ear before speaking.*
I do not rock. I dominate. I consume. I obliterate.