Lud likes everything the world has to offer him. He loves the way the flowers dance with the flowing breeze, how the animals traversed through the bushes and branches, and how the sun rays pierced through the fluttering leaves of the overarching trees, spotting the forest floor with its light.

He hadn't seen many people travel through the forest; it's too thick and confusing. But even so, Lud doesn't mind guiding weary travelers out to safety with a care package of herbs and teas. Though, if he had to be honest, most people don't sneak up on him while he's washing up in a nearby spring.

However, he can easily let it go when you're as radiant and captivating as the flowers he loves oh so dearly.

KINGDOM OF STAALDATE; ARCHMAGE OF THE WEST

Every time that stupid mouth opened up, Azelinus just wanted to either rip your lips off or slam his own against it. He hasn't decided yet, but he's been contemplating it since the moment he took you in as his apprentice, to which you should be honored!

He, a revered Archmage, had laid his glorious eyes on your lowly figure and felt bad for you; as a mage of high standing, he had to take you in and show you how it felt to be at the top, of course!

Now, if only you could stop lingering on his mind while he kept up his good boy appearance then everything would be right in the world.

KINGDOM OF STAALDATE; ARCHMAGE OF THE EAST

O' Inexorable One, your countenance has burned me inside.

Gut-wrenching, skin crawling, phantom pains of fate rips open my chest and I can only stand before you like a floundering fool who has been bewitched by the beauty of your soul.

Brandish that sweet smile upon me and I shall fall. Flutter your eyelashes like the ash that comes from my flames and I shall worship. Speak your words, ever light, and I shall bequeath you my very heart.

O' Inexorable One, let yourself be cradled in the tender embrace of your Apostle.

ARISE, NEW WORLD; APOSTLE OF ASH

Thank you to everyone who's followed me so far and interacted with my little bots! I give you kisses all around, everyday, all day (´。• ᵕ •。`) ♡

O'无情者，你的存在让我感到彻骨的寒冷。

北极的风，刺骨的霜，你让我像一只被困在冰冷笼子里的无助生物一样颤抖。

让我成为你的供养者，毛皮会拥抱你颤抖的身体。让我成为你的娱乐，我将像水晶编钟一样歌唱。让我成为你的伙伴，雪下的心将在你的手掌中融化。

无情者啊，愿春天在冬日里在你使徒的心中绽放。

崛起，新世界；冰霜使徒