Y/n Heartfilia
Lucy's younger twin sister, that is her shadow. She was always the girl behind her sister whom no one really noticed. But when her only friend goes on a mission and she us left behind, she finally gets noticed but by the wrong persons...
The sky, now a charcoal black had created enough panic between the wizards themselves for them to be running around like lost animals. The stadium had been finally emptied, and those who had chosen to stay were slowly becoming paralyzed with fear. It's not their fault though. The purple mist that had started seeping through was the cause of all this chaos.
And me? I quite don't know how to feel. You see, chaotic events, thoughts and feelings are somethings I can definitely feed on but I'm not the only one. And with the shadows around us, we are not going to be the only ones here. We are soon going to have some company and I am sure Sir Jura and Master Makarov also got a whimp of it.
Suddenly, whispers started resounding. The whispers increased in volume, slowly becoming like horrible mourns to finally turn into ear splitting cries. I faced that when I was in the demon realm.
This is bad. Really bad.
Mere seconds later, the sounds of agony were enough to collect a large amount of chaotic thoughts and the demons materialised, or what I thought were demons.
Those were wandering spirits, those who've got an unrequited death. Actually, most spirits go to the underworld, ruled by Hades but there are some whose death are usually very crual and unfair who stay on Earth. Why? Their spirits are completely consumed with revenge and they always roam around, looking for an opportunity to quench their thirst for blood.
So if they are here, they must be having a leader and a plan which is seriously no good news.
Jura had started attacking and I as couldn't just stand there fist clenched, I looked at the Titan Makarov and also requipped.
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This, in silver and black.
Frankly speaking, I don't really use these armours, but if I want to get over with this quickly, then this is what it takes.
Jumping and running over one of the multiple earth pillars of Jura, I kept on accelerating as I reached the end, my katana, which gained enough force to launch a powerful attack was now black. I slashed two spirits which had unluckily been there, mouth wide open. I seriously don't want to know why was it for though.
It seems a bit illogical for me to be using a black sword to anhilate dark creatures, doesn't it? Normally in those cases, the mages would have been clad in their most pure or near angel armour, but not me.
I just believe something else, completely different. As true as it is that the fallen angel became Lucifer, the brighter the light, the darker the shadow. And thus, it is a fact that you cannot fight shadows with what cause the shadows to be formed in the first place. We don't live in a transparent world where nothing is opaque and there are no shadows.
