- ShizuoGremlin
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The Town Of Sorrow [Shizuo/Tsukuyomi private ]
Thu Jan 08, 2015 2:19 pm
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..Ugh..” a loud sound could be heard from, the town.. groans.. of citizens which seemed to walk around restlessly blood running from their bodies. Their eyes glazed over.. there was blood on the ground.. blood across buildings.. the whole place looked normal enough however.. the fact was that the whole area seemed.. to be .. filled with nothing.. these people didn’t feel hope or hate, they merely kept walking as if driven by an unseen force to do so until the end of time.. blood running down and splattering against the ground. The sky being turned black by a demonic miasma which came from a void tear connecting the town to hell being prominent. And from it materials where being brought .. materials for the temple of khalaism which was being erected.. These people worked like machines.. they seemed to have nothing going for them. A town which had been deep in the outlands of the seireitei.
A child was crying.. for no reason, a man was aimlessly sticking a knife into a wall. Two street fighters kept hitting eachother, unable to feel the pain which was passing with each punch. Pain which was quickly building up. Both had been bloodied.. beyond recognition, but they kept punching each other, and those which tried to escape.. a girl who had hung herself was still alive just limply hanging from the rafters. A man which had tried blowing his brains out still lived with a partial hole in the back of his head. A girl which had tried to jump off a building was crawling across the ground, unable to feel pain but unable to do anything really other than use her fingernails to continue to crawl. A man was blankly staring down at a woman that he had strangled with his own two hands. Just watching the woman as she got up and walked off her windpipe still mangled to the point she couldn’t speak or breathe.
So much was wrong.. yet why did these people seem to act like nothing was wrong? That nothing unusual was happening to them in the slightest, that was the real question, seeing as due to how things had been going? Though there was so much wrong, not one of the individuals seemed to actually be bothered by the problems, instead they didn’t seem happy but they didn’t seem sad. They had about as much personality as a blank from the valley of the screams would. It was despair.. so much despair seemed to be radiating from the town. So much that it would be nearly impossible to comprehend just how despair could be risen to this level.. impossible to comprehend how much pain and how many atrocities had to be afflicted to get someone to that point.
And in the midst of it all? There would be a lone energy signature hidden somewhere within the town, a energy signature which was strong enough to be the cause of everything which had occured in the town.. so much wrong, and so much pain.. that it would piss any..sensible person off. And the person that caused it all was floating in the middle of the town, her halo glowing atop her head, and her wings spread out like an avenging angel, as she oversaw the temple being constructed.. with those.. emotionless eyes of hers.
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