Revolution of Hypocrasy, Vol.2||The Hostage of the Lepers, Part One|| The man stumbled under his robe, bald head catching the light like a polished scrap of metal and then returning to its previous position, a defeated snake to its lair. The living terrain of the Abyss would prove more difficult than he originally anticipated, as the red grass was moving like the snaring tentacles of a hungry octopus. "Watch your step!" commanded the synthetic voice from behind its mask, a shield from the weapon of recognition, "We can't have our only guide falling to his own suffocation." The grass was a living being; it would do its damnedest to capture anything that might provide sustoRevolution of Hypocrasy, Vol.2
Revolutions of Hypocrasy Vol.1||Page 1: Only the Falsest of Gods|| The gods exist away from this world for a reason: They fear us, the vermin of the Earth who impose our wrath upon the unwilling for the purpose of mere entertainment. So vindictive a character is not to be fraternized with, especially by those of its own species. The cruelest of men lead for false causes, such as our character here, Saint Aleister. What his cause was, nobody outside was sure of. Of course I mean Outside, those in the realms of Desolation, outside his reign. Those are the forsaken, yet the majority of humanity in our story. Those Enlightened, the followers of Saint Aleister who were not damRevolutions of Hypocrasy Vol.1
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