Thread:Dragonsoul1197/@comment-34012245-20190415043836

It was a rapidly darkening twilight today. The setting of this was a medieval sect town. It was completely in ruins, stones strewn here and there, large cobwebs stretching through doorframes, and the little light casting ominous shadows of objects. Overall, it seemed like the place was haunted.

Except it wasn't. Specter had- or more accurately, was making sure of that.

They seemed pretty relaxed and like they were having fun. Specter's hand extended and caught a little firefly-like glow in the air. An echo of a shrill child's terrified scream rang out briefly through the area, to which Specter merely chuckled. It could be worth noting that the deity did not cast any shadow despite being directly against the light.

"You all done?" A voice- definitely not belonging to the deity- sounded in slight annoyance.

"Ah, chill already." It was Spec this time. "I like to do things manually. It could be dangerous otherwise."

"Just use your powers! You're a deity, assert your dominance over those souls!"

Specter proceeded to t-pose. "I am asserting my dominance now."

The other person facepalmed with a gloved hand. "Have you been watching memes again?"

This other mysterious person seemed to be a woman, and she was leaning with her arms crossed against one of the long-neglected walls. A gray stylized cap (idk the exact name) obscured the top half of her face so all that could be seen was their mouth. Locks of lilac hair peeked out from under the hat as well, curling up as they neared the shoulders.

There was something slightly off about this person, which Time might've noticed... 