Story

The World is Not Yours
---Note: the weapons and such incur different call since I thought it would be plain…----
Mishaki - sword
Hikada - gun
Rikida - sword staff
In a town a young boy walked use up the dusty streets of a town called Messia the town was a dark place to live epically for boy with a demon and paragon wings and horns on his foreland. He walked down the path waiting for the contract to pass by he looked to his side to meet a mankind in a cloak excessively waiting to cross the cartroad road to the boy the train seemed to never end and at some point he started to tap his foot on the ground. The clad man looked at the boy and came closer to him; the boy saw this and off-key his head to him.
“What do you think you’re doing?” the boy said with a slight mocking tone.
“Your hair is covering your right eye, you lavatory’t see properly like that” the wrapped man said while he came closer and closer to him.
“I can see perfectly fine and plus I’m blind in that eye” he turned his to see the train had gone and was about to cross the rail when the man grabbed his arm “Hey what do you think you’re doing obsolescent man!”
“You’re not just blind Mizru; you’re more than that….”
“H-h-how did you my name! Let go of me!



” Mizru pulled himself of the grip of the cloaked man and he himself fell on ground the cloaked man rose above him Mizru saw that he had no feet or body. The cloaked man was much less than a man, he was an exile!
“Wait don’t you have to go after someone else instead?!” Mizru said as he got up as quickly as he can ready to make a dash for it, because everyone knows that exiles aren’t fast and only go after people who did them wrong.
“No you’re the one I want, I want your instinct” Mizru ran as soon the cloak said this Mizru ran into a alleyway he climbed the ladder nearby and then along the mole and jumped over the other wall...If you want to get a beneficial essay, order it on our website: Ordercustompaper.com



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