No set destination. No plan. Black Mist had just needed out of there and so he did what he had to. Taking care of himself. Always first. Always alone. Wherever he was meant to stop, he would know when he found it. And like always, he was right. ∘•❯ OR After convincing Astral to have set him free, Number 96 has escaped to a brand new city. With desire to start wreaking his usual havoc. However, instead, he finds something is wrong. He is unable to carry out his plans, and is challenged to a dangerous duel by an old human host. The presence of this new, aggravating smirk-smile bastard isn't helping either.All Rights Reserved
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