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Akira hummed as he balanced on the tracks in mementos. It was quiet today in mementos, it was rainy thus not many people were out and about. Which also meant the same for the shadows. He looked back at you through the eyes in his mask and spoke.
"Y/N, do you feel bad for the shadows we kill? I do." He spoke softly, as he kept balancing. He went along, slowing down and waiting for your answer.
(Throwback to the ones who remembers)
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Who once was now your friend/lover stood across the way. The other side of the bridge stood Yozora. His eyes a ghastly black with piercing red irises. He rested a hand on his sword as he stared at you. Yozora seemed defeated, seeing you. He was unsure of what this meant. The last time you two met he was human. That was months ago, now here you both stand. You, Human. Yozora, demon.
To be quite honest, he was scared. The last thing he wanted was to fight, but he will if needed.
"So. It's been . . . A while. Much has changed as you may have surmised. . ." He said and looked away to the stream that ran under the bridge.
