I see haze. Hazing everywhere.
My whole body feels numb and I can't flinch even a single nerve.
I cannot even think, and all I can do now is just seeing the view that is filling my weak eyes.
And all I can see from my right-tilted head is havoc.
I see a boy silhouette fighting a shadow with bright eyes. And water is everywhere around him, defying gravity.
And then I see a girl with two swords in her hands battling like a warrior.
From another angle, an other girl is being raised high with her collar by a silhouette.
And suddenly I saw a blurred beautiful cute girl figure, stepping calmly to my direction.
And I thought this is a warfield.
Bit my sight is distorted by a vigorous shake sent to my body, making my head tilt away as well.
I see Marziano, whose face is the only view I see clearly right now. His face is full of tears, scratches and fear, which is not supposed to be.
He continues to shake me and shouting something, but all I can hear is nothing.
I can still see a glimpse of the beautiful girl walking to us, and Marziano starts to pull my hand attempting to drag me away.
Just what on earth is happening here?
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Pseudohuman. (On Hold)
General FictionTocca Alvar was a normal albino girl living happily with her parents and having a sweet hot-and-spicy boyfriend off the street. Until she realized that all honey that she sipped before is only coloured liquid sugar. Supernatural subordinates, scient...
