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[karmicgold]

eyes subtle,   fogged and misty as it barely punctuates the movement of irises flicking upon his title.   ❛   𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐆𝐎,   𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍’𝐓 𝐈𝐓?   ❜  𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 inquired,   still unmoving as he kept his blank slated stare on a teetered edge of glowing cosmic luminescence.   his fingers retract,   knuckles pooling below threads of white cascading down upon him.   it was like a vivid veil that harmoniously curtained the infamous obscenity of death.  𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌’s hand,   still strung by invisible shackles,   dangling in dismounted purchase,   freed from the sightless prison of DRACULA’s hair and removed the last vestiges as he swiped it back.

❛   no they haven’t … you are my first,   creature of the night.   ❜  with all the weight spewing down upon him,   akin to the shifts of crimson weight of his own cape,   drawn back briefly in layered folds as he carefully watched them.   ❛   what a perceptive one,   you are.   i would surmise many would agree,   not too terribly often you laden your eyes this close upon me.   ❜  alas,   he lowered his head back,   not too enthused on craning his neck any further than needed.

& @karmicgold continued by x.

WHETHER TENDER AFFECTION TOWARDS THE COSMIC LORD MEANT SOMETHING TO THE VAMPIRE OF ALL , one will never tell upon the world in which he resides within it nor when it comes to his untimely death once more . knows actions any other than the one shown would cause devastating consequences to not only oneself , but the children of the night once more . one even think … fathom such a case against his own kin to get back against the warlord against them all , but knows how roots run deep with man in his very own creation . prefect , but not perfect enough . so one extends his time wisely , knowing when acts against him will come to an end eventually & sink his teeth into the other once more . but for now , one must put on a show .

raises chin upwards to the guidance of the others golden digits , letting out a sound similar that of a rumble escape undead vocal cords at the press of golden lips upon grey skin . eyes are casted downwards from above , letting a look of mischief be placed upon one’s features with a sinister smile to be matched in tow . ❛ cosmic one . ❜ not lord , never in this false playful mood that depends on one’s very own undead life itself . puts his own weight down upon the other , letting whiten hair fall on golden skin below . ❛ nobody on that wretched team of yours has told you that you look absolutely wonderful from this angle below ? it suits you for once . ❜