Ch. 67: Black and White
Xavier was so ambiguous and so devastatingly blown that when he opened his eyes he become a resemblance of the devil himself. His aura become so dark surrounded by a kind of shadowy mist that seemed to eat him up bit by bit. His eyes had long disappeared under the wrath that printed a stormy see inside them, where waved had fallen into each other horridly racing to clash and swallow each other. He had lost every ounce of gentleness inside of him, he turned in a matter of seconds into a cold blood lusting monster, more vicious that he ever was.