[SE] What ghost around, comes around

Time has stopped before us The sky cannot ignore us He couldn’t help the laugh rumbling through; right in his estimation of Sohalia’s penchant for chaos (none). An understandable facet, he supposed; he’d been so immersed in the wild ends of bedlam that it was almost natural for him to sink into its fathoms and execute plans, strategies, actions. But that wasn’t the same for everyone – and potentially expected, given everything the Luminary had gone through. Candy and games. Toys. he granted to her in lieu of Ludo favors and offerings, granting another chuckle thereafter for good measures, banking to the left as they came over another spot where thermals rose. I do not know enough about Dygra. To give any opinion; the ancient god had been willing to grant Kiada a boon of continued existence after Ascended proportions. I went to one Blood Moon festival, and that was enough. The Sword also enjoyed control, especially over his own pursuits – not randomly screaming or dancing simply because another demanded it. There is always Frey too. the Resurrected Sword No one can separate us For we are all that is left