Setting
INK
(SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK.)
Valentine nodded. "Ah, yes," he said, before realising that he'd forgotten to come up with a last name. Goddamned humans and their silly naming customs.
He thought back to his father. His father visited Earth regularly, to make deals with mortals and to trick them into giving him their souls. His father used a false name... but what was it?
Valentine thought for a few moments, trying desperately to remember what it was.
Louis Cypher. That was it. That was his father's alias.
"My name is Valentine Cypher," he said. "An odd name, I know, but my parents happen to be upper-class and didn't want me to have a name like 'Bob' or something."
That much, at least, was true.
Valentine nodded. "Ah, yes," he said, before realising that he'd forgotten to come up with a last name. Goddamned humans and their silly naming customs.
He thought back to his father. His father visited Earth regularly, to make deals with mortals and to trick them into giving him their souls. His father used a false name... but what was it?
Valentine thought for a few moments, trying desperately to remember what it was.
Louis Cypher. That was it. That was his father's alias.
"My name is Valentine Cypher," he said. "An odd name, I know, but my parents happen to be upper-class and didn't want me to have a name like 'Bob' or something."
That much, at least, was true.