Basically just a bunch of Enorace short stories, will upload when I can!
Uh, who's the only person in the orphanage that would be obsessed with darkness? Oh gee I don't know.
THIS WAS BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN; YOU HAVE MY PERMISSION TO TAKE MY SOUL, JUST WHERE DO I SIGN
Not that it wasn't good or anything, but that acrostic poem doesn't spell "H-O-R-A-C-E"