A Prophecy Of Ruin|| M.R
There are some prophecies that foretell the rise of greatness. Others foretell the fall of kingdoms. But there was one prophecy that the Dark Lord himself could never afford to ignore… It spoke of his heir. Of a bloodline destined to continue his legacy. And of a girl who would bring it all to an end. “When Riddle’s blood shall rise anew, And darkness claims its rightful due, One heart shall bring the heir undone, The father’s legacy unspun. Not by a blade, nor by a spell, Nor by the gates of death or hell, But by the thing his blood denies, The love that makes a monster human.”
A Prophecy Of Ruin|| M.R
There are some prophecies that foretell the rise of greatness. Others foretell the fall of kingdoms. But there was one prophecy that the Dark Lord himself could never afford to ignore… It spoke of his heir. Of a bloodline destined to continue his legacy. And of a girl who would bring it all to an end. “When Riddle’s blood shall rise anew, And darkness claims its rightful due, One heart shall bring the heir undone, The father’s legacy unspun. Not by a blade, nor by a spell, Nor by the gates of death or hell, But by the thing his blood denies, The love that makes a monster human.”