DON'T PUT FLOWERS IN THE BACKGROUND AND MAKE THE BLUSHING! 
Comment by Rumpel on Return of the 8th Class Magician - Chapter 68
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Asura, the epitome of cosmic dread, A terror in shadows, where all light is shed. Infinite voids cascade in his demonic gaze, The absolute darkness, where hope decays.
Asura, the epitome of cosmic dread, A terror in shadows, where all light is shed. Infinite voids cascade in his demonic gaze, The absolute darkness, where hope decays.
Throne of annihilation, his dominion unfolds, Devourer of galaxies, where terror beholds. Abyssal winds carry his malevolent decree, Asura, the harbinger, none can flee.
Eyes deeper than the cosmic abyss, A terrorizing force, impossible to dismiss. In the tapestry of existence, he leaves no trace, Absolute darkness, devourer of every cosmic grace.
A symphony of despair, echoing in his wake, Asura's reign, a relentless cosmic quake. In the shadowed corridors where nightmares sprawl, He stands, the most terrifying existence of all.
