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My Weapon Is My Scar

Scars, what are they? An impurity? An imperfection? Or maybe a past experience. Whatever they may be in this world they're everything. After the fall of the Crimson Slumber, those with scars gained powers. From their scars, they could formulate weapons and unleash an ability. These beings were known as Scar Bearers.

Foster_Tristan · Fantasía
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Chapter 18

"To think everything changed so quickly in such a short amount of time. It's almost unreal."

Mori walked with his hands behind his head. The clouds were dismal, and the sun shined brightly. Families enjoyed their day out as the weather was slightly warming while no breeze was present.

"It's been so long since I've felt this. Compared to the cold and dark floors of the towers. It almost brings a tear to my eyes, however--."

*Joy subdued.

"This feature is getting on my nerves."

*Frustration Subdued.

"Son of a-."

"Hey! Watch what you say! There are kids around!"

With a sudden turn, Mori finds himself facing a female pedestrian. Her medium to short black hair is a beautiful bob, with life-filled hazel eyes that could take anyone's breath away if you got lost in them for even a second. Her somewhat short five-nine to five-eight stature made her slightly shorter than Mori. But it was only the more perfect in his eyes.

*Interest Subdued

*Excitement Subdued

"..."