The prince strode forward with slow, deliberate steps, a gem-encrusted sword gleaming in each outstretched hand. "For centuries, my family has ruled the world atop a mountain of bones, rending the land with rivers of blood. Now their cruel legacy is ashes, and I shall not mourn it. I was born to evil. I am the last echo of their sorcerous war-cry. If my life may be given so that the dawn may shine on a more just world, so be it."
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Been reading Elric of Melnibone stuff, wanted a kitty boy version. Brooding, delicate twinks are my weak point.