[RE] Knock knock

The door didn't open. Ru'in might have been a monster himself, and though it might take one to know one, that didn't mean he could cheat death. Not a second time. They came upon him quickly, teeth tearing into the flesh of his coat and then the dark skin beneath. They made quick work of him, shredding the life from a body once so strong. They buzzed around him like flies, a legion of mouths that bit and tore and pulled the flesh from the man's body until it finally matched up with what he had always been called. Ruin. All that remained was a piece of rock with a bronzey sort of wing that was melded inside—a wing? Or the beginnings of a flame?—it was hard to tell, placed over a crumpled piece of paper. ru'in And I don't want to see another night Lost inside a lonely life while I'm here.