Time to get bored again, my sandbox is re-opened.


Tribute to my ban:

Hardly, I ever stepped out. I ever stepped out. Out of my deepest shadow. I was always hiding anywhere. Gazing from trees and the meadow.

Quick kills, sharpened daggers. Infinite strikes from my blades. Reliable and swift. Afterwards, back in the shades.

I then triggered a horrible mistake. A fatal fault. I got too greedy, wanted too much. Too much to have for my vault.

I became unfair. Treated my rules as misbelief. I became no assassin. I became a thief.

I got struck. He was the true betrayer. Though he did slaughter me. The true, Shadow Form Slayer.

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