[ Become God ] - Sniper Mask x male reader

Commands and Alliances

Ability to avoid Angel attacks implemented.

Ability to manipulate Angels implemented.

Abilit-

(name) shut their eyes open in a rush, quickly locating himself as he inspected his hands.

The mask was now broken into small pieces at the ground, he didn't remember letting it fall, and he doubts such mask could break into tiny pieces by merely falling.

'I feel...different...' He thought, rubbing his head.

He shaked it and decided not to debate this for now, moving his attention towards the masked person that could be outside.

Everything was silent.

He slowly moved the shelves out of the door and opened the door to peek.

'I'm mimicking the same shit dumb people do at horror movies' (name) thought, holding his grip onto the gun tighter.

The hallway was empty.

He exited it and decided to start moving, he doesn't know how much time he's been... in whatever weird dissociation he had with the now broken mask. And a sedentary survival has been already discarded before.

The stairs up were empty as well.

With a sigh, his sight moved to glance around before looking at the floor.
The diary had something written about the masks he couldn't read because of the intrusion, maybe he could find an answer about what happened there.

The noise of a door alerted his senses and he silently moved to cover himself on the wall.
The procedence of the noise was upstairs.
He readied his gun, intensely staring at the space where whoever did such noice would appear on at any second.

If it was the case that a masked one would be the one appearing...Was he going to shoot a person underneath such thing?

(name) thought about the kid.

It would be eye for eye.

Although maybe a quick death wasn't what those monsters deserved.

Speaking of monsters, the male thought about this situation once again.
'There must be a mastermind behind this shit show'.

The masked person with the machete appeared in views, and (name) visibly tensed up, now extremely aware of what was going to happen.

bang!.

blood started to show onto the person's chest, and (name) contemplated the body of the masked person fall back as their life ended.

He just killed a person.

He gave a few steps towards the dead body laying on the floor until he was standing right besides it, the urge to unmask them to reveal their identity now present.

-"who was the monster hiding underneath the mask?"- He asked aloud, in a low voice still not to bring attention.

He kneeled down and reached out to get the mask off the person, revealing a middle aged man with tears in his eyes.

Tears?...

(name) inspected him closer noticing the man probably cried way before he shot him.

That gave him a headache.
why would a person cry when purposely murdering someone?...
unless...

(name) placed the mask on the man again and quickly pulled the diary out.
He needed to check if his guess was right, and what a best way to do so that finishing whatever thing the owner of this diary had to say about the masks.