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'' WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO..YOU BASTARD?''

The orange-haired man laid flat on the wet ground, his body badly injured from the beating he took as bruises started to form and blood came out of his mouth

he slowly got up and glanced at the group in front of him

a redhead was holding a bloodied body, while tears were rapidly flowing down her cheeks

a peach haired kid rampaging through his bag, panicking while holding a sob

a yellow head stood beside him, his eyes full of guilt

a man with a mask stood beside the body, his hand gripping a sword while it trembled

a small squirrel made its way to the body and tugged on her hair, poking her cheek, biting her fingers in an attempt to awaken her.

In front of this man were three tall figures

A white-haired man had big shiny tears inside his sky blue pools but , his expression was dark , his eyes stared down at the male to the point it was almost bulging out , his lips pressed together and facial muscle tensing with veins pulsing down his neck . It was almost as if he was about to lose himself with the dragon arm pulsing and burning so rapidly .

The blue-eyed general stared icily at him .  He was wordless with rage . It has been a long time since he felt this way , since he betrayed them . The cries from afar irked him even more . This girl . this stupid selfish idiot . shit - rage , confusion throbbed in his chest causing him to unconsciously grip his weapon to the point veins were bulging out his hand . So many questions were swirling down his head to the point where he swore his head was about to split open ; why ,  what happened ? , who , did she . .  Slowly and steadily the pieces in his head were starting to form and he wasn't liking it one damn bit .

𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘.Where stories live. Discover now