To be or not to be?
Was the question asked of thee.
And Romeo will himself reap,
While Juliet slyly sleeps.

Darkness clouds the mind,
And shrouds the world in bitter black.
What cruel light does shine,
From distant and uncaring stars?
Hope flickers like the candlelight,
Burning away to wax and smoke.
We see the malevolent hearts,
And pray for deliverance through death.

I just finished rewatching the past 2 episodes of season 2 of castlevania, and man, they hit you like a fucking brick, I can only hope to be as good a storyteller as the people who made that masterpiece.

https://open.spotify.com/track/6mbkLZMZdYElMLHGjtK4X9?si=jte9omkhSLKr6Sam0cC8uQ&utm_source=copy-link&dl_branch=1

Cry all you want retard, you can't re-virgin your olive oil.

I screwed up the story, I set it up poorly, it moves too fast, and I still don't have an editor. I'm done with it. I might rewrite it later or pass it off to somebody else, I don't know. If you are interested in continuing "The Prince They Named Monster" hit me up and I'll tell you what I had planned.

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I think futuristic changeling technology would look a lot like stuff made by the wraith in Stargate Atlantis, the two species are surprisingly similar, at least before the changeling reformation.