He heads for the Tower of Demise, wondering why of all things it happened to be there. It mad no sense in retrospect and honestly he feels like he wasn’t being seen. No…That wasn’t it. No one was here just like a ghost town. It was eerie and fog drifted around his ankles, shivering once he hugged himself.
Cold. It was cold.
“Hahhhh…” He shivered while steel eyes dart around to gather his surroundings, hands rubbing at loosely covered arms. Maybe he’ll just stop somewhere…That’s the best thing to do. His feet carry him to a bus station and he sits on the bench; while several blue butterflies rest against the windows. Could no one see him? Was there no one alive here?
No, he existed.
So why can’t he be seen? Why can’t anyone here see him? Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes while panic settles in, hiccuping loudly. Where was Umbra and Kiggen…? Where…?
Then he could hear footsteps while getting to his feet and calling out - only to realize that wasn’t an option. Being mute was a problem but he knocked his knuckles onto the windows to see if the person can hear it.
He kept following the cyan butterfly for quite some time, the bug was fast, he had to keep a quick pace to catch up to it….This was so foolish, not only he would be getting late for school, he’d also probably not be able to meet with his friends like he wanted to, and all of this for only a single, insignificant bug, the highschooler just wanted to give up and go back to his school, but for some reason, something within him made him have the urge to follow the butterfly, why? For what reason he could’ve possibly keep wanting to do this? Is this about the Shadows or his mysterious power? All the glasses-wearer boy wanted was an answer.
As he had followed the butterfly, the boy notices something odd, there town was completely deserted, why’s that? This was Shibuya! One of the most crowded cities in Japan, it didn’t made any sense, unless…it’s just like that weird cell again, is this the doing of that ‘Igor’? Or perhaps it’s one of his assistants? ..No, it can’t possibly be, there’s no way the old man has this sort of power, there must have another reason…
His thoughts got interrupted as the butterfly flies towards a young boy sitting on the bench of a bus station, such sight made him stop, just standing ten feet from the other. The thief was uncertain of the other’s intentions, so he had to tread lightly. But..to be honest, he was quite intrigued by that mysterious highschooler, he felt like they were…alike, but at the same time, the blue-haired boy was…above him, it was hard to explain, the boy himself was confused by it
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