Time to get bored again, my sandbox is re-opened.


Tribute to my ban:

Hardly, I ever stepped out.
I ever stepped out. Out of my deepest shadow.
I was always hiding anywhere.
Gazing from trees and the meadow.

Quick kills, sharpened daggers.
Infinite strikes from my blades.
Reliable and swift.
Afterwards, back in the shades.

I then triggered a horrible mistake.
A fatal fault.
I got too greedy, wanted too much.
Too much to have for my vault.

I became unfair.
Treated my rules as misbelief.
I became no assassin.
I became a thief.

I got struck.
He was the true betrayer.
Though he did slaughter me.
The true, Shadow Form Slayer.
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