Villain capable of more than Kusuo will ever know..or love.
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"Ｌｅｔ ｉｔ ｂｅｇｉｎ" 嵐ぼぴ
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The day was darker and the nights were fearsome.
The day the note was found was the day heaven had fallen into the depths of hell, Angel's wings burning, the smell of melting flesh would fill the humans noses along with the merging pain of their own eyes being ripped from their skulls.
Hatred.
Saiki walked to his normal class which was a (sadly) everyday week typa' thing.
It was the third day (Y/N) wasnt there and he was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable.
Out of the zone of his comfort he decided to teleport to the very place he had last seen the woodland girl.
At her home.
The vibe of the spot had changed. Everything seemed to be deemed with security, and an overwhelming sense of evil filled the rotted air.
Teleporting along with making himself invisible he went to the area of the house in which sat in the middle. The staircase.
Hearing her voice he snapped his head to the area and walked into the doorway to see his little Greenland girl full of rage.
Standing in front of your men you held your hand to their chest fibering Australian Buloke wood, the world's strongest wood that would describe to be as strong as iron itself.
You were making them armor, enough that was light yet held strength against weapons.
"There is a system within the arm of the left that spits out sharp wood, within the right is a wooden sword. This wood is the world's strongest." You spoke out leveling your eyes on them.
"God supposedly rested on Sunday, but Sunday we will avenge the earth and my father...ultimately."
Saiki watched the girl keeping his eyes on her figure as his heart felt nothing but simply disappointment.
Within watching her walk away he moved to the side so she wouldnt touch him and watched her figure disappear into her room..vanishing from his sight. His poor woodland girl.
Walking into your room you felt the cold breeze of the fan hit you the moment your face came in contact with it.
Before all of this the world seemed so innocent and loving. But for a little one to grow up so quickly in a world so wrong it was easy to grasp the concept of masks.
Saiki walked to her room passing through the door as if it wasn't there and watched her.
You're going to put the world off its balance what're you trying to do...(y/n)
