12-19-2009, 05:13 PM
"Ideas?" D asked at the hulking giant. Hoods was silent as he saw the massive giant that was the Master of Magic.
Alex stood tall and roared in rage as he towered over others. Mickal was dead, and his magic now belonged to him. He took slow breaths, and looked at his own hands, the tendrils returning into him. He tried to make sense of this new form, and if he could return to his old form.
Alex stood tall and roared in rage as he towered over others. Mickal was dead, and his magic now belonged to him. He took slow breaths, and looked at his own hands, the tendrils returning into him. He tried to make sense of this new form, and if he could return to his old form.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.