MangaNekoGirl

It was late at night, the midnight sky was lit by the full moon. The moon cast a pale glow over the open field. A single tree aged by time, sat in the middle of it all. A single man works swiftly around and under the tree.He hums to himself a dark tune, "Nigrae legiones, ferus imperator, sinus occultus, fatum terminatum...das omen...." He works with the rope tying it into a noose. He grins with satisfaction as he secures it to one of the low hanging branches. He picks up a metal folding chair and props it underneath the hanging noose. He steps up onto the chair, it creaks under his weight. A soft breeze blows his silver hair into his face....