Masaulant

*Pure identity, a mystical bringer of the doom beyond seven seas, a wrinkly neck so profound intolerance for other people who step foot on sacred islands of its despair.*- ....why are you here? you here to die? nothing else is a reason. now you must suffer your consequences of your devious and unlikeative controlled actions, a silent reminder, what is love, what is hate? now go to your prison cell and I guess might as well call your mommy about it. And anyways, you're probably just a child.