“Nice empire you have here. It would be a shame if someone chose to take it over.” /the-voids-grasp
‘- There is no one to take over what belongs to us. ‘
Such speeches indeed made him quite furious, it was very much enough to shift the sands around with a grip of his spear. He wasn’t a perfect picture of composure lately, so all the provocations worked a charm. Especially since there wasn’t a soul to tell him to hold his temper. And the sticky reek of the void did not help him in maintaining a perfect picture of fortitude.
‘- What is thou gain in such implications? An emperor has no rivals, nor will he in any future time. All the liabilities are beyond us. And there is no threat we will not eliminate. Such is the price of Shurima’s future.’
❛ don’t worry about what the world thinks. ❜
❧ 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
“yeah, uh— that’s a hell of a lot easier said rather than done, dude. i always worry about what everyone thinks about me. that’s– that’s kind of my thing. i’m always tired. i’m always anxious. i’m always screaming into the void of nothing ‘cause of freaking out about one thing or another. i wouldn’t blame anyone for thinking i’m a dumbass. i’m not even that important, so it’s not like it matters, anyway.”