Golgath ran away with his tails between his legs.
What a fucking joke.
Mo Yinan finds no amusement hunting prey that doesn't even know how to show fear. But he does what he must. Each and every name that has appeared on the Gold Book Alliance begin to drop like flies.
Their deaths are enshrouded in mystery, from random drownings, suicide, illness, and other things. Conspiracy theories grow popular, however, no real evidence is actually found. Whoever the real culprit might be, they must be incredibly talented!
Or perhaps possess some sort of ability that isn't accounted for in this world…
It's a true mystery.
"You are terrifyingly efficient my love," Damien hums in laughter while he watches the news from their commercial ship. The expanse of space lays out from their bedroom and they are drifting into nothingness.
