Status Updates From Defined by Damnation (The D...

What in Diavollos is happening in Santora?

I wonder how Oedon can keep sanity knowing that he, alongside everything else that exists within his understanding, is simply a piece of art created by higher beings that dictate everything he has done and will ever do.

why Cortlan slandering my goat?😭

Wow. What a beautifully written chapter.

Larina's regret and Eric's sympathy twisting into her wanting to draw out his desire to see himself as a good person - nay, a hero - despite everything. For Eric to realise that he and Raph are suffering from the same thing. Even if long ago he would use that amulet to be his ideal self, his strongest, Nath Whitsin is what he needs in this moment.

Brings tears to my eyes.

Elias would be great at Nightreign

GET EM ELIAS, YOU STILL GOT THAT DOG IN YA

I really like this moment of retrospective. Drawing a line between Lyre and Eric. If anything, his life as Blackhand mirrors that of Lyre's ambition to be Duralaans' hero.

There has to be a better way. One in which you don't rely on malice and cruelty to achieve good-natured goals. There has to be.

So this is the kind of shit Raph was going through. Damn

Nooo Dominaaa, you know he's a tricky bastard.

It's cool to see Elias respect Oedon here

Lyre having common ground with Cecilia, as well as Raph, is rather interesting. He tortured Raph for god knows how long, presumably for the map or keys relating to Artorius' return to... stop it? Why would he go through such methods if Raph also shared this goal?

Look, Larina, I know you used to love this guy. I'm sure there's a part of you that still yearns for the good days back. He's a fuckin Death Lord now. And dead too. You can't be lashing out at your companions to not lash out against this huge threat to the world. Specially bringing back their trauma.

I love the Anamchara.

I wake up, all ragged and sleep-deprived. I know today and tomorrow are going to be rough days at work. My knee feels weird, like it could collapse any second.

As I turn the corner to the kitchen, I look to the new coffee machine. That alluring double espresso button.

This is what Anamrath reminds me of.

Glass eyes being objects that allow gods to take reside within a person is a fuckin sick idea

"Wasn't my fault I didn't heed the prophet's confused questioning of my decision to seek Eric in Prometh instead of Harbinger's Rest"

I love a good Kingpin

Aester
"Duralaansi... they were not the cowering retches we were promised! They stand. They are unruly, and therefore cannot be ruled."

[Annat'thandir stands, and Aester Hyde is compelled to bow]

Aester
"To challenge them... is to court DEATH."

[Annat'thandir turns, silent, and smiles]

Nath:
What kinds of things did you do?

Raph:
Stopped a bloody demon from destroying my homeland
Found a new master in the wreckage of my truce
Saved more lives than I can count on my hands
But all of it has left me bloody and bruised

So tell me
Would you share the load, of all I know
Would you bear the brunt
Of all that I cannot lose
To stay by my side, would you choose?
I know that you've been aching, aching~

We can end this now...
It's not too late...

Artorius.

Is Cecilia about to pull a demon slayer?

"That's when I do my best work."

Oh FUCK

Then I'll be Anamchara!
I will deal the blow
And I'll become a soldier like none they've ever known!
So what if I'm a monster lurking deep below?
I must be Anamchara and then I'll save their home!