(HIATUS UNTIL AROUND NOVEMBER/DECEMBER 2022!)
Was a brutish drive for revenge and a sadistic mindset all it took for someone to become a scarily efficient assassin? Or were those motivations just excuses for a pathetic lifestyle of mindless murder?
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I've been working on some random and mostly idle sketches for this story over some time and I'll share them cuz what the hell am I gonna do with them?
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Idk if you've been reading the story at all if you think that I own Akame Ga Kill... cuz fun fact...
I don't!!!
Welp...
'Thoughts'
"Words"
Enjoy!!! XD
(This couldn't have been a more lacklustre intro istg lul) ——————————————————————————- "H-Hold on! Where are we even going?!" I called through the sea of green as the silhouette of Himiko would always disappear form my sight whenever I wasn't keeping up.
"Himiko! You said that you would explain along the way!" I shouted, only to get a giggle from the girl.
As I resumed chasing after her with a confused sigh, I couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in her as my eyes narrowed.
"Lubbock made you armour?" I called as she nodded, her scruffy ponytail bouncing along with her head as I smirked.
Attached to her regular outfit were lean shoulder platings and calf guards reinforced and lightened with threads of the unbreakable material from Lubbock's teigu.
