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BROKEN MOON WORLD (4)

[???] pov

i was reading some adult magazines or what dad said was adult magazines

they were some magazines of some adult guys or teenagers using tigth clotes in reveling positions

i dont know what the is hell is with that bastard he thinks that those magazines are for adults but what my sister uses for martubation is much better

imagine children sucking of your pussy like a good the good dog they are and you dominating them is making me exited just by thinking about it

but anyways i put away that disapointing magazine and look at the real deal

the whole motive i got into this stupid store at night instead of causing trouble home with dad that alcolic fuck boy is anoying like if he was atleast a good father but no he is on the run for booze drugs and sex

geting back in topic

i got here to see the real deal the most cool topic in all remnant

weapons

weapons are the most cool thing in all remnant becouse they are the arent people of good and evil they dont have any side contrary to the rotten human race and lets just not talk about grimm they are just evil not that it is not good that people are dying but people dying without being tortured is a bit meh

so i start this edition of my favorite weapons magazine

after reading for a while i got taped in the shoulder as an enchanting scent goes into my nose its cold yet sweet it gives an plesant fealing but for some reason i can fell my body geting hotter by the second i smell the scent

with curosity i look at the owner of the scent

a kid of about 6 years old but his heigth is below average he is wearing an white mask that has the form of a man without any eyes because on the place of the eyes is a hole that has some king of fabrick behind it because i cant see anything there

seing me turn around he points to the door where there is a group of poeple in black robes entering the store and a woman in a white suit and an white hat talking to the old man that guards the store

as i was seing them the boy spoke

"arent you going to figth them"

his voice is smoth too smoth to be even called human its calming and corfortable to hear it but the emotions of the voice are what matters the most as its the most notable and important thing you have to look in a persons tone

his voice dont have any emotions like he is broken inside

i almost hug him just by his voice

after some miliseconds i snap back to reality as i recognize the woman in a suit

a local crime mastermind

she looks at the old man with as he picks dust crystals from the counter when i was about to do something one of the robed person dashes in our direction and the kid jumps and kicks the poor woman in the neck as it made the woman neck snap and the woman fly from the aftermath of the kick into the window of the shop as she colided the glass shatered as she lands on the streat dead

i look at the boy with apreciention as i pick my Crescent rose from the its box

and rush at the enemy

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[Pitou] pov

me and the girl rush at the enemies as they entered an figthing instance

i rush at them as one of the woman rush at me with and trows a side kick at me

i jump to the side while picking her head and twist her head in a 180 motion snaping her neck

as i look at the rest of the woman they are uncounsiouson the ground with some broken bones and huge open cuts

the girl is using on of the woman robes to wipe a little blood that fell into her scythe

i look around as to look for the woman in white but she is nowhere to be seen

i exit the shop as i look at the other buildings and see the white woman going to the top of a building by a stair

just for the girl apear on my side on a burst of petals