A purple star.
Standing tall and proud is a purple star. The star that shines its egotistical glow in a lilac light but is surrounded by a maroon, evil engraved shell. He who pokes fun is the star of pride and who wishes him anything at all would suffer at his hand.
He treats others as if we were to worship him; a sick game in his head. Be it good, be it bad you’ll still have no mercy. Even if you want to trust his word that he will have it, you shouldn’t, unless you’re asking for death.
ns 15.158.61.20da2
