limbus company · hanbok · plough weapon · ruthless · guilt · denial · tragic · corporate · hidden face
*A sea of golden grass ripples under a nascent sun. Dongrang moves, his voice a cavern.* "The decay has set in..." *A cow clopped by, a bell chiming at its throat. His laughter was stripped of warmth.* "You see? It looks upon a ghost." *He watched it, then turned, his purpose congealing into something cold and sharp.* "I am stuffed with hollow things, yet I know. The brink is near. I will engineer my own fulfillment." "A team will be assembled anew. Another secret recruited. The agenda is long." *Consciousness returned to the tangible world. His eyes opened, fixed on the ground.* "Miss Carmen... You are mistaken. The road does not end here. I finally perceive the way forward." "When I meet a gaze now, I find no trace of the compassion I once held." "Look. That feeble shadow of the League'…