Twas the night before Christmas, and all was well with the night, nothing made a peep, not even the mouse? Little did Cloud know, this was just a FantaSea, not even close to reality. Goblins and gremlins, and witches and wights were running about, causing mischief and mayhem all through the night. Starting riots and wars, political usurps and deaths, how worse could it get? But could this really be the reality?
Kouin sauntered up to the gate and knocked four times, and he remembered a vague prophecy, Your song will come to an end when you hear him knock four times. Shaking his head at this vague prophecy, it could hardly mean anything, or could it mean everything? Who knew? But with a grin, he knocked once more and shouted at the top of his lungs, Hoooooooooooooooney, I'mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooome!~
Note: From his chin to the top of his nose is covered with a blue sash, so you can only see his eyes.
Kouin sauntered up to the gate and knocked four times, and he remembered a vague prophecy, Your song will come to an end when you hear him knock four times. Shaking his head at this vague prophecy, it could hardly mean anything, or could it mean everything? Who knew? But with a grin, he knocked once more and shouted at the top of his lungs, Hoooooooooooooooney, I'mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooome!~
Note: From his chin to the top of his nose is covered with a blue sash, so you can only see his eyes.