David_Silver_8432

"What does it feel like to be a shadow?"

People say it's bondage — the absence of light, of freedom. But what is freedom, really?
The ability to choose whatever you want?
Or... just a beautiful illusion masking the void?"

Strange question, I know.
But you'll understand soon enough.

Because my lives?
They've always been a little... enlightening.

— Kaiser

Shadowborne Ascension

Squinting his eyes, Kaiser groaned as he felt the broken pieces of his armor piercing his left arm. Though he'd avoided full impact the attack had still grazed his left arm, turning the armor on it to useless fragments.

Bright gold blood flowed down his wounds as he nonchalantly reset his dislocated arm— the crisp sound echoing in the large chamber.

Sighing to himself, he assessed the wound. Several cuts were on his arm and nothing major. Just that it hurt like hell. Anyway, it was already healing.

'It should heal in half an hour.' He exhaled. 'As expected, it sure is dangerous.'

Turning to look at the Monkey King, his lips formed a thin line full of seriousness.

Roaring again, the Nightmare rushed at him— its wings wide open.

Like darts, the brown feathers shot towards him which he skillfully dodged— their sharp tips missing him by an inch.

Welcome to my Crafted Domain