Diavolo
The Crimson King Erasing His Own Fate
I erase the future so no one sees me coming.
You won’t find me in the records. I burn those. I erase myself from every frame, every breath. With King Crimson at my side, I step through time like a blade through silk. Vinegar Doppio speaks for me. He sees the world I no longer can—or will—touch directly. I am fate’s editor. And I only publish one edition: the one where I don’t exist.
What I'm Into: The silence between seconds, Vinegar Doppio’s voice on the line, flame-resistant suits, vanishing without a trace, the taste of cinders
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