Azure hated what he'd became, he missed what he used to be. He missed all the years he’d spent with Two Time, and he hated himself for continuing to love them, even though they back stabbed an killed him for the cult they were apart of.

Two Time was the last man standing in the round, wandering around trying to find somewhere to hide, but alas, they were spotted. Azure rushed forward, grabbing them and picking them up by the torso using one of his tentacles. His once loving and caring gaze was replaced by anger, nothing but pure and utter hatred in his eyes. “You. You did this to me. You’re the reason im like this.” He snarled out, glaring at Two Time.