Once a king all alone in a old forgotten home. A home once held the voices of the ones from before, a parent to the disturbed horde. A horde of creatures born from blackness and desire, so a king was given to them. Jealous, miserable, hungry things took his crown, his home. So he is but a prince of rags now.
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Naoki
Stitching together what's left behind into something to be remembered!