If they tell my story
I am either gonna die on the battlefield in glory
Morgan cast a curious look over at her odd companion and the many injuries they seemed to be acquiring; whoever owned the body would not be pleased when they got it back. Still, that was not her concern right now, her own body somewhere off in the world, possibly getting beaten about as badly as her partners. The thought worried her.
"Theres a box here of broken parts...and oh, a note." She pulled them out and laid them on the table, opened the note to read. "It appears to be a riddle." Morgan had never been particularly gifted when it came to solving puzzles of the theoretical, riddly kind and would gladly pass the note to Zeph if he came to investigate. "What do you think?"
"Theres a box here of broken parts...and oh, a note." She pulled them out and laid them on the table, opened the note to read. "It appears to be a riddle." Morgan had never been particularly gifted when it came to solving puzzles of the theoretical, riddly kind and would gladly pass the note to Zeph if he came to investigate. "What do you think?"
Or Rise Up
MORGAN
Base Code by Sky!
