Kings of Madness

Deprived beings without genetic mutations make the worst saviours.I was wrong. So very wrong. I used to think love was a weakness. Now I draw on its strength to survive, despite being more alone than ever.Deemed useless by the deranged owner of Afterlife Asylum, every step I now take in the human world is a struggle. With a bitter chill gnawing at my bones, refusing to let me sleep, I long for the fires of the underworld. Although, I know from the chasm residing in my chest, those are not the fires I'm longing for.With Pyro still trapped and Hoax lost to the astral planes, I must turn to the one who abandoned us all in our hour of need. Saving them is my only goal and failure is not an option. I'm on my last life. I have to make this one count.