supertinyking said
Clayman gets kicked into a shelf this time, it falling on him and splattering him against the ground. After a moment, Clay reforms."Good job." He says, now looking like an average bus driver.No one pays him much mind, although a few spirits look at him curiously. Soon, Drac does show up, looking as if he had just awoken."Welcome to the realm of the forsaken. I am Drac, the king and creator of this realm. What the fuck do you want?" He says, adding the last bit with a bit of confusion.
Mimi nods in acknowledgement of what he says. "..."
HIM smiles. "Hello Drac. You can call me... Well, my real name would poison your tongue. You can call me HIM." HIM pulls HIS sunglasses down, looking at Drac. "And I've just come to talk..." HE stares down Drac, actually taller than the giant man, at least by a head. "Y'know, sooner or later, Death catches up to all of us. Or, most of us. Not me." HE smirks. "But I hear you're a family kind of person. You've got kids, no? That you want to protect from Death?" HE smirks. "But, as long as Death exists, trying to protect them is simply pointless. Try as hard as you like, Death will come. And it will claim their souls."