Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131201140639/@comment-6006054-20131204001401

Kjalek danced through demons, leaving corpses and arterial bloodspray in his wake. He was laughing as as he cut down countless foes. But then he stopped. His frantic pace slowed. Words from his more virtous self echoed in his mind. Distracting him. Endangering him. He was now locked in two struggles. One against the legions of Sithis for the fate of the world. The other against his other self for control of his body.