Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25926749-20160425040506/@comment-34518800-20160521141658

Charachrome walked around, hands in his pockets. A rat scurried towards him, but he kicked it away. Dust. New Home is disgusting, he thought. His main focuses right now where to find Lucy; not even just to open the vault door, he just wanted to see her again, and harvest more souls. --- Ink was still glaring daggers at Error, but laughed at his pun. "I came here to find you guys, as well."