Angelic Popoko
SweetI'm nobody, who are you?
-WIP-
Some heard the steady echo of small footsteps. Others swore that the air in the cave grew still and heavy. A few whispered that there was a more subtle shift, a change unnamable and vague. They felt that their very souls were afraid, as though some primordial instinct was shrieking and straining to break away from an unknowable terror.
They fell silent, even the rotting stone walls holding their breath as the darkness behind the pedestal stirred and a shape stepped into the circle of moonlight. Behind its back the warped, repulsive creatures huddled in the cave might call it the Beast, The Unholy One, Monster, or simply Devil. Here to its face it was Master.
