A hand that sunders heaven, tearing through the skies with unprecedented might. A hand that shakes the earth, with mountains crumbling by a mere touch. A hand covered in the blood, of gods, demons and mortals alike. Such a hand so besmirched by the harshness of the world yet was once held be one whose heart so pure and unstained by the world's cruelness that it could even yearn for care, compassion and love even until now that it was so tarnished with the pain it continued to yearn. With this jet-black hand , it will reign supreme. Co-Written by : A Certain Randomer MaybeAll Rights Reserved
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