Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20191005064301/@comment-35455126-20191016195044

(All my OCs who weren’t sociopaths/psychopaths) mourned silently as well.

Inanis was completely hollow, like always. So was 00000, Lilith, Achlys, Panacea, Seraphima and Chekhov...you know, since he was a robot.

Omega felt something roll down his cheek. He wipes it off and examines it.

....it was a single tear.

“....well that’s just fuckin’ weird.” he said silently, brushing it off.

——

“Ah, well if it isn’t Monika.” Regulus said. “I have no idea how you got in here, but you shall never survive against the King of Space-Time! Now, DIE!”

But before the “King of Space-Time” could attack....

BANG.

He looks down, in horror, as he discovers a gigantic sizzling hole in his chest.

Standing behind him on a rock platform floating perfectly stationary in the void was some kind of....figure.