The Lord was near the front lines. He wasn't in the war though. The second he joined, the royals from the angels would come. They didn't want to upscale the war. But he wanted to keep those goody goody angels from trying to 'save' him. Some of them still sent letters after all this time telling him it would be okay. They could save him. Some asking who the Oracle was. He wasn't sure. He didn't know... The demons had not had an oracle for a while it seemed. Even though the Angels had theirs... Where was his?
He snarled softly as he watched his troops get ready. He was curious what they thought of the war, but didn't ask. He didn't want to frighten them with his blood lust. He loved this war and everything it stood for. Maybe one day they'd be free...
He snarled softly as he watched his troops get ready. He was curious what they thought of the war, but didn't ask. He didn't want to frighten them with his blood lust. He loved this war and everything it stood for. Maybe one day they'd be free...
