Thread:BixbiteTheGreat/@comment-34012245-20190710154736/@comment-34012245-20190710155358

She hated it. The silence was unsettling. Even for a person who had planned to be the sole ruler of the world, Dalia found out that she'd been feeling lonely as of late.

Times like this, the throne room seemed so large and imposing, that she could easily forget who had designed it in the first place. The decorative stone statues that lined the sides seemed to glare at the goddess. It was frightening and ominous. Something would happen soon, she needed to-

"ALLEN!" Dalia yelled out, suddenly standing up from her cold stone throne. "P-Pascal! Someone, COME!" A hint of nervousness laced her voice.