Deep dark secrets // gay incubus needed//

[~Zacharie~]

It was too dark, way too dark. But, that's what you have to expect in a world that had gone to hell. Ignus had shifted where he sat. His deep blue eyes flicking around to take in his surroundings. Sighing as he ran his right hand through his flame colored hair. Which felt awful, since he couldn't remember how long ago he had washed it. Looking down at himself, spotting warm blood trickle down his side, flowing out where his left arm used to be. And he hated how he had to get rid of it. Demon hunters were chasing him, and a boulder crashed down and killed them. He was lucky and only got a arm stuck, so he had to cut it off in order to at least get away. Ignus shifted his cloak, having wearing a dark green shirt, deep blue pants, and a dark grey cloak. He always had enjoyed what he wore. And didn't want to ever get rid of them. Standing upm he stretched out and yawned. Hearing a crackle and footsteps made him stop what he was doing and try to find the source of the sound. Wary as he made sure it wasn't a demon hunter. But rather saw it being a incubus. Which made his curious go up there a bit.