Despair (Ask over C-box or PM)

[shinjihirako]

The rain seemed to come down in sheets on this sorrowful day. A katana stained in blood still fresh was off to the side of the body that it was taken from. A pulse of light could be seen arriving at odd intervals. The cause of it was what appeared to be a miniature angel wing held by a man in black with tears that could be confused for the rain itself streaming down his face.

Lyon let out another sob lamenting over his recent fratricide. The victim, his brother Naoya. The silver locks that hung over his lifeless face shadowed a smile. The dagger in his hand was the only memento he contained on the exterior. The second was one that remained on the inside, Remiel. The angel that had apparently co-existed with Naoya had not spoken a word.

"Brother... why? Why did someone such as you have to die... Lyon's fist clenched tightly his breathing becoming more unsteady. His teeth grinding, a set of fresh tears streamed down his face. A darkness that was his own came over him, much unlike the demons, it had emotions of despair, anguish, sadness, and un-filitered hatred.