"Yes okay, connect me to Dark"
"Why are you being so bad on me 'Uncle' and isn't bad to teach a child bad words?"
they try to get to my head,
His face was completely unrecognizable, the nose was broken, only deep flesh cuts and blood could be seen. Even the best plastic surgeon in this world cannot do anything for him.
"What makes you think that you haven´t?" Seras stated. "Of course not under this name. Many have been calling ourselves different over the centuries. He is the head of our Order, while my master Alucard for example is one of the other leaders. A long time ago though, he was known under a different name... Galahad."
Shortly after King Michael finished his sentence, a guard rushed into the dining room and was quite out of breath.
The Moore "law" works well over halve a century without glitch;
My world's on fire, how about yours?
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
I clenched my fist so hard that the nails dug into my skin. I am angry at myself on being weak that I was not able to protect my sister from being captured or how I am unable to protect my mother from being killed.
Only shooting stars break the mold
Sleeping really? At this kind of place?