This is dated on June 19th
A short, bulky silhouette rolled past Inferni's borders without even knowing. The empty plane was similar to a stage and the stars were the spotlight, shining down on the performer below. The man's spine tingled as the warmer-than-usual weather was still too cold for his southern blood to handle. His small, beady eyes scanned the horizon carrying an exhausted, irritated expression as he continued to walk forward aimlessly into trouble.
Mysterious wasn't sure what Inferni was, meaning that he literally had no idea he was walking right into it. Of course though, even if he knew what it was, he still wouldn't care at all if he were marching right into it because of his pride that he'd need to swallow in order to not get himself injured or killed in this land of coyotes.
The reason he was wandering away from his home in Cour des Miricales though was to temporarily wander around 'Souls, hiding from the angry AniWayans that wished to most likely have him killed for what he had done to an innocent, young, naive citizen of theirs.
Mysterious Does "Mysterious speaks." Mysterious thinks.
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