soul eater || tokyo ghoul [ON HOLD]

✘Karma✘

Scream.

He awoke to the unfamiliar voice, frowning beside the brick wall he'd been resting upon, and it wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world.

He knew it was a human's scream, a ghoul's scent laying right beside them, threatening to bite-

'Ah,' he sniffed out the blood in the air.'Too late.'

It must've been his nerves, he stood up, patted his outfit of dust, and walked towards the noise, as it was quite close to where he was.

'Wait, why am I doing this again?' He shut his cyan orbs as he walked.

'Yes, that's right, entertainment. Entertainment.' The male convinced himself repeatedly.

Crash.

He groaned, beginning to sprint at the heavy crashing sound.

Alas, the found the source of the ruckus, dust clouds overflowed from a dark alley.

It was amazing how no ones doesn't see, or hear anything, or even be there. The way in wasn't that narrow, mind you.

'Though, they might just be cautious of ghouls.' He deadpanned, and walked in.

Cough.

He swung his hand several times, fanning out the dust, and blocking his coughs with his arm.

"Ouch. She's already dead. No food for me yet again. How Déjà vu can this get?"

Sigh.

"Does this world hate me, or what?"

The boy squatted down next to the bars squashing two people, their faces barely visible, he rested his chin on his palm.

Snicker.

"You just had the worst luck. Poor you......

Not."

Thump.

A small piece of metal fell onto his head, as if disagreeing with his words.

"Ouch."