Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140913012628/@comment-24530992-20140917210904

"Who are you?" He asked, cautiously.

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Vaniel made it to the fountain. His brother turned, blood leaking from an empty eye socket. The same evil smile remained, his arms bloodied and bruised.

"You're not dead... A-and neither am I." He taunted, then spitting up a bout of blood. Vaniel shot him a look, before wincing. Pierre pressed his thumb into the wound in the younger man's chest, beginning to dig into it. He gasped, until he grabbed Pierre's head, putting his gaze into his. Vaniel then began stealing every thing in his brother's head, wiping it clean until the latter fell forward. The pain after his brother was dead, as well as regret, took over, eventually causing him to collapse face down into the fountain.