PLOT
Delusions Of Control Shatter, Truths Talons Pierce The Already Dilapidated Heart. The Divine Liquid Spews, Cascading Down The Skin Turning To Ice As It Reaches Realities Bedrock. The Gaping Wound Suddenly Shuts. The Now Drained Heart Turns To Dust Within, Leaving The Breathing Carcass Floating Among The Masses.