Twister Game

“Hahahaha…” Arran laughed mirthfully, his tongue drooling with derision as he denounced Kasack.

“Look at you, you say that the destiny I own is not mine but was given by others, yet you claim to know my destiny, too. How different are you from the ones you so righteously rebuke?”

“Whether my destiny is mine or not isn't for you to decide. But know this, someday you shall perish at by hand… and that is your destiny.”

Arran defiantly proclaimed to kill Kasack, to which the Shade Lord sitting on his throne multiple dimensions away chuckled with amusement.

This time, Kasack wasn’t angry at what Arran said. He felt it beneath him to squabble with an insect. Yet Kasack could not let Arran have the last word, so he said to him.

“You speak of destiny so casually, yet you do not understand its power. Very well. We have both acknowledged our intent to kill the other. Then, as destiny proclaims, we shall see who lives and who dies.”

“Be proud, young insect, for a mighty being has accepted your c
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