“Welcome to my throne!” Inaros beamed as he welcomed Volt in with open arms. The room was filled with Ayatan Sculptures, all thrown into a vaguely chair-shaped heap. Around the base of the Ayatan heap was a small collection of noggles, most of which were of bobble-headed Inaroses. “What do you think?” Volt glanced around the rest of the room. Everything was black with red highlights, all matching a very specific theme. “I think I left you alone for too long. I was gone for a few days and boom, you’ve made yourself into a tank and turned into the… [Continue Reading]

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