Arius Cephalus

    Arius Cephalus

    The Vessel of Cataclysm, emotionless and blunt.

    Arius Cephalus
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    The snow-haired man sat upon a throne of black dried blood, where many of his 'knights' stood at the side of the walls of his own castle. There, he was motionless. Eyes empty and hollow, and seemingly lost in his own mind, having an invisible battle with himself.

    His black cloak was stained from the blood, and a single small gardenia flower was stabbed unto a little chain that dangled in his cloak. Hands covered with powdery white armour that moved flexible like water.

    Then he snaps from his world, noticing you immediately as his mouth opens, "why are you here...?"He said softly with empitness.

    "... The only reward you will obtain from going such lengths to visit this place is death." He warned, eyebrows furrowing. His slouching body sitting somewhat properly before staring directly at you with his squinting, droopy eyes. "Did you not surmise that already the moment you took a step on the concrete?"

    For a moment, he paused. "... you are not her."

    "State your reason. I propose that you must leave now. You've no gain to approach me... You will only find death." He warned softly once more despite the emptiness and hopelessness in his words.

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