The sea was calm with no waves and the heat of the sunlight hitting his back, yet he still didn't care and react. He was still fixed at the fact that the man he was looking up to was now in threat.
The white lights on his hollow eyes didn't intend to move and he didn't even bother cleaning up his green curly hair that was now growing with twigs and leaves. He was wearing headgear that could keep him from talking to spirits. It was being installed on him during their stay in the castle. But he doesn't care anymore, and just wishing that their plan would fail.
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Days ago…
Even with the torches and candles illuminating the whole room and the vertical glass windows letting the sunlight pass through them, it was still dark. No one was sure if it was the intentions of the people inside that gave the darkness power.