[Standing in the rain, Shiki stood in front of a ruined castle. His communicator was soaked, the audio a little distorted and the video a little blurry. Not minding this at all, he could be heard walking under a little bit of cover, just to get out of the rain. The steam from his breaths could be seen and his voice sounded somewhat hoarse, as if he'd just been screaming for awhile.]
I wonder. If I killed enough soldiers, would I get sent back? How much would I have to kill for these people for the world to decide my ticket here is up?
Maybe if I volunteered for a lobotomy, I'd be able to work with this.
[Shiki fell onto his backside, setting his comm down and watched the ruins awhile longer.]
I wonder. If I killed enough soldiers, would I get sent back? How much would I have to kill for these people for the world to decide my ticket here is up?
Maybe if I volunteered for a lobotomy, I'd be able to work with this.
[Shiki fell onto his backside, setting his comm down and watched the ruins awhile longer.]
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