" Blackout. "
Chapter 2, Great Black Crown.
So It Shall Be, The Man's Entire Body was Disfigured By The Invisible Attack, Or It Was Simply Beyond Such.....Lower Graded Eyes.
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Wrangled From The Sides, To Rotated At Incalculable Speeds From The Top To The Bottom, Only To Be Ripped Apart From Within. Like Some Black Hole.
So, The Naked Skin Of Muscle Wept Away It's Horrible Splatter Of Blood, Silver Sharp Fangs Glowing In The Abyss Of The Alleyway Right Near. You Could Only Hear Such A Gut-Dropping Groan, Followed By A Uncomfortable Lick.
As Majestic As The Draconic-Type Crimson Hair Was, It Only Added To His Visibly Grown Appearance. 17? 18? Probably Not. The People Here Were Usually Mature Enough To Work In The Stables, The Grandeurs, And Whatever Construction Was Left For Them. No, Not Just A Little Bit. The Whole City Was Broken In Itself.
The Man Gazed Over His Victim-pile. What was left of the man he murdered with no hesitation. Partly. Thats what you could Tell From His Dullened Eyes And Parted Lips.
It had been spared—miraculously—untouched by the blast or the blood. A small, worn photo. Folded at the corners. A woman, smiling. A child in her arms, another tugging at her dress, half-caught in a blur of motion.
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They were all looking at the camera.
Looking at him, now.
His Jaw Tightened. Not out of remorse, but something murkier. A thought he couldn't name. It curled in his stomach like rusted wire.
He crouched, fingers brushing the edge of the image. Didn't pick it up. Couldn't. The crater beside it still steamed, but was dying out due to the wind. The Cold Wind, On A Cold Day..
You could only hear the brustling of the red leaves, and the sound of....Running. Metallic Feet Clashing Against The Soulless Blue Floors, Coming From The Waters A Few Blocks Across, And The Sound Of A Deep Ambience. Maybe It Was Coming From The Blue Outlined Black Hole, Swirling Endlessly. The Splatter And Fabric Of Space Had Already Distorted.
It Did Make For A Beautiful But Scary Sight, You Would Hear The Soft, Deep Hum Every Now And Then If You Weren't On Alert For Enforcers.
Quickly Grabbing His Coat, Kyoutani Tied His Hair Back, An Angelic Bun. It Also Helped To Accentuate His Jawline, To His Scarred Throat, That Had An Imprint Of A Swirl. It Seemed Quite Symbolistic, Nearly Everything Had Been Affected By The Great 𝐕𝐔𝐋𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐄-𝐀𝟕.
Kyoutani Ran A Great Speed, His Soles Leaving Behind Steamed Parted Tiles And Rarely Ever Piles Of Steam That Burned Up To 1200°C. Which Was Uncommon, Rather If He Was A Bit Ticked Off He Would. But That Wouldn't Be Necessary To Simply Just Escape.
Meanwhile.
The Crowds Of The Orchestra, The Children Attending The Dazzling Circus's, Even The Religious Folk Attending Their Daily Stick-For-Brained Manipulation Tactic Controlled By The Government Officials. Not That Religion Itself Was Manipulation, Rather, They Set Transferring Funds That Would Come From The Ones Attending To The Government Without Any Permission. Everything Was A Scam Here, For As Fancy As It Looked Sometimes. The Only Thing Keeping The World Classes From Killing One Another Was Vulpeculae-7A. Which Held Order, And Would Not Hesitate To Awaken Given The Amount Of Energy That Would Be Released Outside.
The Buildings Burnt Up With Some Steam From the Chance, Kyoutani Was Able To Produce Just Enough To Make A Gateway To His Destination. A Disclosed Shelter Inside A Serene Forest. He Sighed So Exhaustedly. Another Stealing As Usual.
"Sorry Im Late."
He Called Out To His Mates, One With White Fox-Like Waves Into A Faded Deep Blue. Blue Upper Eyelashes - White Under, Toned By Eyebags. She Only Glanced Over. Though Everyone Had Them, There Was No Case Where You Could Sleep Considering The Continous Violence In This Accursed City.
Bottom Of The Barrel, Barren, Bruised Boneyard. Thats Why It Was The Lowest Ranked In The Column Of Miracles. There Was No Active Blessings. Besides Kyoutani, And Other Disclosed Figures.
" Here I Thought You'dve Died. "
A Sort Of Annoying Voice Called Out, Long Wispy Hair In Violet Cascades, Black Eyelashes, Darker But Hollow Toned Skin - Accentuating Animalistic Scaling In Swirl Patterns. Black And Gold, Highlights Of More Purple Following Like A Fish. She Wore A Gothic Laced Dress, Or Whatever It Was. It Had Wax On Some Areas, Which Blended In And Created This Abstract Outfit. It Didn't Look Necessarily Bad However.
" Hi."
Touku Said Plainly. There Was Generally Nothing Captivating About Him. He Had Common Black Flat Hair, Twin Braids On Each Side Of His Bare Skin. He Wasn't Naked, Wearing A Weird, Complex, Floral Coat Over His Bottom. Processed By Mana Sigils Cursed Life.
And It Had Accentuating Belts To Keep It From Falling. But It Wasn't Real Floral. Everyone Here Had The Abstract Fashion, Nothing Out Of The Ordinary.
" No Sign."
Kyoutani Said, With Finality.
"Considering How Blessed You Are, You'd Think You Would Be Able To Find Your Own Family."
The Blue-White Eyelashed, Azuha, Said Weary.
"Like Your Any Help..."
He Mumbled Angrily, He Couldn't Hold It However. There Was Rarely Any Fight Left In Him. Done.
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"I Guess God Really Did Ruin Our Lives."
She Looked At The Supersized Blue-Black Hole, Swirling Ever So Slowly, But Visibly Pulsing.
"I Wouldn't Say That. All We Know Is That It Radiates Mana. We Can't Use It For Ourselves, Via Death."
He Said Flatly, Sitting Up Against The Wall And Smoking.
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You Could Hear The Sound Of Rambling And Festivity In The Back, Touku And Shisune Were Almost Couple-Like. They Did Have Similar Aesthetics Though. Touku Was Attached, Like Glue. Yeah. They Were Definitely Close If Even He, So Dull, Opened Himself Up.
"Will I Ever Look Like Them?"
Kyoutani Thought. Not Puzzled, But Sentimental.
L̶O̶V̶E̶.
Did It Mean Anything? Not To Him. He Never Loved Anyone. There Was Nobody To Love Romantically, Circumstances Don't Favor For That Feeling.
" Going Out For A Smoke."
Kyoutani Said Monotonously.
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"Mind If I Come?"
Azuha Said As If Something She Wanted To Say Forever Was Going To Fall From Her Lips. Eyes Piqued, Lips Parted, Hair Swept.
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"Can't Run From You Anyway. Come Along."
He Looked Back, His Eyes Softening For The First Time In A While. So, They Walked Anywhere The Wind Took Them. Heading North, Through The Valleys Of Cherry, Pink, Hollow Orange, And Baby Yellow. There Were A Perfect Row Of Tree's, And Rich Fences That Blocked Out And Made A Clear Walking Path Through It All. He Took Another Cigarette Out, Making A Gust Of Smoke Beside Him.
" Why'd you want to follow me so suddenly? "
Kyoutani Said, Coughing Up a Little. But It Was Rarely Anything Dangerous, He's Been Through It All The Days Of His Journeying.
"What Do You Plan On Doing Now?"
She Asked Caringly. A Sincere Tone. She Wasn't Usually Sincere. But Most Of The Times She Was, It Was Often Less Comforting News.
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" What Do You Mean? Im Just Staying With You Guys Until Everythings Somehow Fixed. "
Thats What She Expected. What She Didn't Want To Hear. For Her Friend, He Didn't Think Of Letting Go. Maybe Thats Why He Was So Complicated.
" Kyou. As Much As We Love You, You Can't Sta-"
Before She Could Utter The Final Bit Of Her News, His Head Turned Rapidly, His Hair Blowing Back From The Speed And Breeze. His Eyelashes Fluttering Fast. Was His Hair Darker? Everything Was Becoming A Shattering Memory. A Fantasy.
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His Hand Flashed Through, Trying To Burn Through The Memory Before His Vision Shook Ever Too Rapidly.
" I was so close..."
His Fangs Bit Into His Lips And His Hand Sludged Through His Hair.
End.