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[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

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[Firebrand @TheRedBlaze]

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[𝓡𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘦. @FlamesForetold]

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𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑����𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘.

[天。』 @FistsBeyondGod]

@Paradolli —

nod.

Perhaps somewhere in that black abyss, there was a hope to cross paths with her again.

【 #MAKAISAGA 】

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

@FistsBeyondGod — strength into the downward pull of the soul's arm. Her face contorts to the strain, yet her smile remains. Softly, Anita places her beheaded doll in the soul's hand, fabric limbs spread like an angel.

If he has to go, he should go with a dear friend.

—;✦ #MAKAISAGA.

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

@FistsBeyondGod — a faint, yet shaky, smile, Anita steps forth, presenting her beheaded doll. Right hand departs from her toy, cautiously reaching up to grab his forearm.

❝Can you.. take her home?❞

The brunette shyly inquires, tone a hushed whisper. As she speaks, small hand exerts all her —

[天。』 @FistsBeyondGod]

@Paradolli —

human world that presided beyond Makai’s reach, a world that he sensed Anita was the only other remaining visitor from.

Glowing eyes fixed to the girl, awaiting her response as his “home” was pointed to.

【 #MAKAISAGA 】

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

@FistsBeyondGod — the frail girl as beheaded doll departs from its post as her shield and opts to meander before Anita's crimson bow. Gingerly, she steps forth, hem of her dress brushing against Akuma's calf.

❝.. Are you lost?❞

—;✦ #MAKAISAGA.

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

@FistsBeyondGod Shaking appendages slowly ascend her guardian doll as the entity kneels before her, presenting his tale of battle before the young girl. Cautious peak retreats to the bulging of her thumb, until a groan beckoning for aid fills her ears.

A curious, yet frightened, hum flees —

[天。』 @FistsBeyondGod]

@Paradolli —

being would slowly settle upon one knee, every motion staggered, the soul damaged and wounded in ways that would end any other.

It moved no further, at the mercy of Anita’s judgement of its stained state.

【 #MAKAISAGA 】

[∙ Hsɪᴇɴ-Kᴏ! ∙ @HoppingHuntress]

Far away from the wars of the underworld warriors, in the realm of the humans, a new drama brews!

…Hsien-Ko and her sister arguing over what to order!

❝Fiiiiine! Udon, please. Coulda afforded two bowls if we took the metal guy’s offer..❞

【 #MAKAISAGA 】

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

@FistsBeyondGod — the skirt of her dress. Cautiously, her eyes peer from behind the torn crimson fabric of her doll.

Scary, tyrannical in appearance.. yet his eyes carry a plea, one that convinces the brunette to refrain from running back to the colosseum for safety.

—;✦ #MAKAISAGA.

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

@FistsBeyondGod Young girl journeys through the ruins, beheaded doll in trembling hand. Ginger stroll comes to a halt as the demonic light encroaches her, monstrous size approaching to consume the lost girl.

Yet.. he walks with a limp and a groan. Frightened, Anita's facet retreats behind —

[𝔍𝔢𝔡𝔞𝔥 𝔇𝔬𝔥𝔪𝔞 @EbonyMessiah]

❝…*Her*.❞

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

The colosseum is all in ruins..

—;✦ #MAKAISAGA.

[－Lᴏʀᴅ Uʀɪᴇɴ. @MetallicDespot]

From the comforts of his own realm, he peers into his Reflector to witness the hunters’ progress in #MakaiSaga.

Plenty of the lessers fallen, the high ranking among them backed into a corner. Their corpses shall be the foundation for a new era.

[𝑀𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘯. @Emerisque]

@Paradolli @FallenDhampir — vampire, seductress encroaches the trembling girl, devilish smile painting her lips. Hand extends as the rumbles grow great,

and as her fingers trace Anita's chin, the grave bursts with magma.

❝Daddy cannot come home tonight.❞

—;✦ #MAKAISAGA.

[𝔍𝔢𝔡𝔞𝔥 𝔇𝔬𝔥𝔪𝔞 @EbonyMessiah]

❝…*Her*.❞

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

@Emerisque @FallenDhampir — his sharp, territorial wings meet a shaking, outstretched hand. Her fear wants her to run away, to hide far away from the creature that stood before her, with hands readied for bloodshed.

But, she couldn't run from the man that kept her safe.

❝I'm scared, take me home!❞ —

[𝓐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢. @Paradolli]

@Emerisque @FallenDhampir — ❝Donovan, I want to go home..❞

Young girl speaks meekly through sniffles, wiping her snot upon the dress of her beheaded dolls. Her footwork is slow and unstable, occasionally losing her balance as she frightfully approaches her guardian. His fangs meet her tearful stare, —