Targets hovered within the dark sky, silvery lights against the clouds of a Never "Being" World. He watched them, flickering there, believing themselves safe. He lifted his weapon, deciding it might be fun to take aim for a change.
A violet glow licked the scar upon his cheek as he charged the Shooter. He could still tell the location of the glittering discs, even with one eye, stained in lavender light.
Shards of amethyst slice through the dark, impacting their prey and spraying the pale stone of the castle with lilac stardust. A temporary amusement for a restless Nobody.














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