(Necrobond) Corvus, Desiring Death


Corvus' ninety-ninth victim stood before his eyes, which fate had determined to be his first love. She gladly threw herself onto his scythe and breathed her last in his arms. The grip of immortality loosened around Corvus as he whispered his final words to the cold body, "I'll be joining you soon." While the bells of the clock tower chimed as extolling their union, the ravens took wing and scattered into the moonlit night.


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