Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20191028211738/@comment-35455126-20191111054322

The light was smothered instantly.

A familiar figure then stepped out of the darkness.

“Well well, if it isn’t our beloved protagonists. I was wondering when you would decided to pick a bone with me again.”

They all were met by the smirk of The Author, accompanied by his Damocles.

Glitch glared at him. “You fucking piece of shit. I’m sick and tired of you always screwing with things for your amusement. It ends today.” He activates his replicated MOTL, causing blue phantom flames to erupt all over his body and his eyes to glow blue. He then summoned an axe made of fire magic and grew to the size of The Minister.

Author simply smiled at this. “Hmm...I see.”

The Godslayer sword materialized in his hand as he began walking forward. Damocles followed, with his other servants stepping out from the shadows.

“Well, every story needs its villain I suppose.”

“This shall be a wonderful experiment.”

(Anyone remember what the Godslayer is?”