Kaveh is more feminine than every natlan "girl" btw

There was only one possible outcome – my eternal damnation. I was to suffer the fate of traitors and weaklings: to burn forever in the bowels of the Lake of the Dead. Tumbling, burning with white-hot fire, I plunged into the depths of the abyss. Unspeakable pain... relentless agony... time ceased to exist. Only this torture, and a deepening hatred of the hypocrisy that damned me to this hell. An eternity passed and my torment receded, bringing me back from the precipice of madness.

The descent had destroyed me, and yet, I lived.

>>546096003
At the core of every "Earth", there is a boundless heat - one that is both warm and gentle when contained within, but one that also has the capacity to turn fiery and tumultuous if it erupts.

So then, what does it mean to hold warmth? If a bird never had the ability to fly, would that make its feathers any less soft?

Maybe warmth, the true kind of warmth that can set even the coldest heart ablaze, is not in "Touch", but in "Taste".

Hehe. It's certainly interesting to think about, right~? It sure does strike straight into your heart, like the evening bell ringing you back for supper...

That's what "Love" is.

>>546081256
At the core of every "Earth", there is a boundless heat - one that is both warm and gentle when contained within, but one that also has the capacity to turn fiery and tumultuous if it erupts.

So then, what does it mean to hold warmth? If a bird never had the ability to fly, would that make its feathers any less soft?

Maybe warmth, the true kind of warmth that can set even the coldest heart ablaze, is not in "Touch", but in "Taste".

Hehe. It's certainly interesting to think about, right~? It sure does strike straight into your heart, like the evening bell ringing you back for supper...

That's what "Love" is.

>>545934294
At the core of every "Earth", there is a boundless heat - one that is both warm and gentle when contained within, but one that also has the capacity to turn fiery and tumultuous if it erupts.

So then, what does it mean to hold warmth? If a bird never had the ability to fly, would that make its feathers any less soft?

Maybe warmth, the true kind of warmth that can set even the coldest heart ablaze, is not in "Touch", but in "Taste".

Hehe. It's certainly interesting to think about, right~? It sure does strike straight into your heart, like the evening bell ringing you back for supper...

That's what "Love" is.

At the core of every "Earth", there is a boundless heat - one that is both warm and gentle when contained within, but one that also has the capacity to turn fiery and tumultuous if it erupts.

So then, what does it mean to hold warmth? If a bird never had the ability to fly, would that make its feathers any less soft?

Maybe warmth, the true kind of warmth that can set even the coldest heart ablaze, is not in "Touch", but in "Taste".

Hehe. It's certainly interesting to think about, right~? It sure does strike straight into your heart, like the evening bell ringing you back for supper...

That's what "Love" is.

At the core of every "Earth", there is a boundless heat - one that is both warm and gentle when contained within, but one that also has the capacity to turn fiery and tumultuous if it erupts.

So then, what does it mean to hold warmth? If a bird never had the ability to fly, would that make its feathers any less soft?

Maybe warmth, the true kind of warmth that can set even the coldest heart ablaze, is not in "Touch", but in "Taste".

Hehe. It's certainly interesting to think about, right~? It sure does strike straight into your heart, like the evening bell ringing you back for supper...

That's what "Love" is.

At the core of every "Earth", there is a boundless heat - one that is both warm and gentle when contained within, but one that also has the capacity to turn fiery and tumultuous if it erupts.

So then, what does it mean to hold warmth? If a bird never had the ability to fly, would that make its feathers any less soft?

Maybe warmth, the true kind of warmth that can set even the coldest heart ablaze, is not in "Touch", but in "Taste".

Hehe. It's certainly interesting to think about, right~? It sure does strike straight into your heart, like the evening bell ringing you back for supper...

That's what "Love" is.

At the core of every "Earth", there is a boundless heat - one that is both warm and gentle when contained within, but one that also has the capacity to turn fiery and tumultuous if it erupts.

So then, what does it mean to hold warmth? If a bird never had the ability to fly, would that make its feathers any less soft?

Maybe warmth, the true kind of warmth that can set even the coldest heart ablaze, is not in "touch", but in "taste".

Hehe. It's certainly interesting to think about, right~? It sure does strike straight into your head, like the evening bell ringing you back for supper...

That's what "Love" is.