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Ya-HAHAHAHAahaha~!
What a time to be summoner; my grimoire “Dead Dreamers Delight” is unforgettable.
Though to be fair this thing is cursed by a drop “Black Goo” from under the “Tree of Death”.
Lord Thagirion gifted me this evil book for my sacrifices to Ars Goetia...aww, sweet emotion!
Deep in the final basement of the realm of evil “Sitra Ahra” resides the Tree of Death.
Whenever my luck runs out I end up beneath this tree in a state of regeneration.
Black Goo flows freely from the roots; this dark magical element unravels minds.
When I originally conjured my grimoire into this world, it caused my first death by unraveling me.
The book itself is crafted from fallen branches of the Tree of Death; Lord Thagirion’s specialty.
Ironically my grimoire can resurrect dead dreams by remaking them anew.
Although this makes me a “Power of Thagirion”, my individuality remains intact.
Soon I learned to ravel up my mind from psychotic destruction and bring myself back from Sitra Ahra.
After all death is an illusion within a nightmare while life is but a dream.
Under the Tree of Death Lord Thagirion laughs alone with my grimoire Dead Dreamers Delight.
What a time to be summoner; my grimoire “Dead Dreamers Delight” is unforgettable.
Though to be fair this thing is cursed by a drop “Black Goo” from under the “Tree of Death”.
Lord Thagirion gifted me this evil book for my sacrifices to Ars Goetia...aww, sweet emotion!
Deep in the final basement of the realm of evil “Sitra Ahra” resides the Tree of Death.
Whenever my luck runs out I end up beneath this tree in a state of regeneration.
Black Goo flows freely from the roots; this dark magical element unravels minds.
When I originally conjured my grimoire into this world, it caused my first death by unraveling me.
The book itself is crafted from fallen branches of the Tree of Death; Lord Thagirion’s specialty.
Ironically my grimoire can resurrect dead dreams by remaking them anew.
Although this makes me a “Power of Thagirion”, my individuality remains intact.
Soon I learned to ravel up my mind from psychotic destruction and bring myself back from Sitra Ahra.
After all death is an illusion within a nightmare while life is but a dream.
Under the Tree of Death Lord Thagirion laughs alone with my grimoire Dead Dreamers Delight.
Category Poetry / Fantasy
Species Dog (Other)
Size 1920 x 1080px
File Size 427.5 kB
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