you had been working for the gods for a while, just hired as a cleaner. it was awkward, since you were always surrounded by "higher beings" as some of the more egotistical ones said. one day, though, you finally decided to go into a locked away room since you had never gone anywhere near it, and you weren't told specifically to not go there. it was filled with mostly old, powerful magic relics. yet while you continued walking, you heard what sounded like a pained wheezing, though less of a laugh and more of a inability to talk. wwyd

the noises just continued for a bit, before stopping*

there was a sudden thud from deeper in the room*

there were just a few steps, but it just got quieter as they walked*

There was just silence afterwards, with the occasional wheeze*

hehe footsteps walk closer, but are stopped by a door*

hehe they knocked on the door, since it had a magic lock*

knock again*

i mean if you can your welcome ^^)

you can)

yuh)

nice

yup)

(so sorry for vanishing) the wheezing stopped, it was a bit deeper into the room*

there was a door, it was encased in some sort of spell, though wasnt locked*

it opened*

there was a tall figure, it was covered in magical chains and locks. it started to look over*

it looked over, waving*

its mask cracked a bit, making a big grin*

it thought, before nodding*

it tried to speak, but just let out another faint wheeze*

just a note, they speak telepathically) *once one of the collars fell off, their was a voice inside their head* "my throat is dry"

"me" the figure stared at them*

"those collars inhibit my powers. thanks for that, by the way"

it smiled at them*

they nodded slowly*

"mind, destruction, never was told which one" *it smiled shrunk slightly*

"your call, not like i can leave this damn prison"

it crossed its legs, floating pretty high up*

“I’m not sure, don’t remember where I learnt it” *they slowly floated down*

Their mask shifted back to the smile it did earlier*

"wow, your quite rusting for somebody who already suspected me" *their mask grew a brow just to give a sceptical look*

they stood up, stretching their limbs, which made a loud crackling noise since they hadnt moved freely in a while*

the wheezes just continued, sounding like they were a bit further away*

hehe

aight ^^)

kk)

i mean i could if ya want)

there was nothing but dusty relics and runes, though there was a old door, surrounded by a weird, glowing pattern*

its aight dont worry :D) it felt like a heart beat, it made their finger feel fuzzy for a bit*

it could be felt beating, though it was definitely still inanimate*

it was closed, but un locked*

there was a tall, lanky figure. it was sitting with its legs crossed, still letting out the wheezes from earlier*

it turned round, titling its head. its arms and head, along with their torso was covered in glowing chains*

it turned around, staring at them as its mask warped to a smile*

it let out a wheeze in response, still unable to talk it seemed. it wasnt a surprise, its head and neck was severed*

it felt like a colder version of the material that surround the door, it felt tight against it*

there was a lock for each one of the chains, the figure snarled slightly as it hurt*

the mask frowned a bit*

sorry for vanishing) they looked down, tilting their head*

(Ayy) *it smiled, then made a face like it thought of something*

They walked over to a small table which had a key, though it had the same painting as the one on the door*

the wheezes were coming from a nearby door, a few patterns were slathered around the door, glowing gently*

it was inside the room, a tall, chained up figure was hunched over. it let out another wheeze*

it instantly turned round, its mask morphing to a confused face*