Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
One. Two. Three times this made it that familiar faces had returned to Circe. This time, it was a creation of hers' - one that went rogue. He - or was it really a he anymore? - was the only one that had left her and never looked back, not even once. That creation was the entity known as Daichi, forged from the thought patterns of the Sith Lord known as Krest and made purely alchemically.
It was time for number three.
[member="Daichi"]
It was time for number three.
[member="Daichi"]