Eliasdagood
Golden ball of bloody cuteness
Corrina tilts her head, watching the goings on. Curious. The stitched man is a fool. He should not be so disrespectful in his denial, at the very least. Her devil purrs in the back of her mind, still very excited. Finally! The world will be consumed in darkness once again. Kneel, my dear. The power he offers is immense, and you will finally be free.
Corrina smiles, chuckling softly, and goes to one knee, bowing her head. What does she have to lose? Her soul is not even hers anymore. She owes no allegiance to anyone else, she has no agenda other to grow in power, and to be free of the light that torments her. If this King truly can satisfy that agenda, then she will serve him well.
Corrina smiles, chuckling softly, and goes to one knee, bowing her head. What does she have to lose? Her soul is not even hers anymore. She owes no allegiance to anyone else, she has no agenda other to grow in power, and to be free of the light that torments her. If this King truly can satisfy that agenda, then she will serve him well.