You came to visit

Colt: Oh, did you come to visit me? It's been so long since I saw a visitor and not a god. Though I don't know you, so I apologize for this. And I'd throw you a party, but the gods don't like my parties. So I hope you'll accept my company as enough. How are you?



A preview picture of the next story I'm going to write. It'll be a one-shot about The Colt as he lives in his jail cell. I originally wasn't going to write more about the Colt, but my fans wanted to know more and as I thought about it the ideas just started to flow out of me so easily that I just HAVE to write it now. So expect it soon~

Yes he's still alive, sitting in a windowless cell with no lights. But he's not bored, by any means. He's kept himself busy. (Btw, the only thing he's been given during his whole stay is bed sheets, a pillow, and his daily bowls of gruel)