Astaroth
// a beast in the business of selling forgiveness //
Asta’s grin only brightens as Danta reacts to it and he takes a moment to fully look at the teeth marks left behind in the dark but slowly getting better crescent shapes. “Nobody knew. You were kind of a secret.” With Danta going off on his crazed, starved senseless ways, they’d assumed Morax had made him into the perfect weapon to rule. Little did they know.
Maybe things could’ve changed.
Maybe it doesn’t matter now that they’re here.
It’s a thought that draws him a touch nostalgic as he grins at the Maverick. “Oh I am very proud, my dear.” He trills with all of his charm, before he takes another sip of the wine and starts to feel the hazy effects of it take root. “I absolutely will remind you.” Asta says with a touch of that same old arrogance.
Maybe things could’ve changed.
Maybe it doesn’t matter now that they’re here.
It’s a thought that draws him a touch nostalgic as he grins at the Maverick. “Oh I am very proud, my dear.” He trills with all of his charm, before he takes another sip of the wine and starts to feel the hazy effects of it take root. “I absolutely will remind you.” Asta says with a touch of that same old arrogance.
// dead eyes on a treacherous grin //
