Kankure slowly let go of his head as the pain went away, but he felt rather nauseas. “Damnit Dante… what are you doing in there?” he growled. Feeling like he was about to keel over and upchuck all over the forest floor. ‘Aww, the poor boy doesn’t do well with detachment.’ Dante said in his head, laughing at him. Kankure put a hand to his mouth, leaning against the tree. Blood seeped between his fingers as he coughed ruggedly. Suddenly he felt rather light headed. “S…shadow… ge…get…. S-Sebastian…” he rasped behind his hand. He slid down the trunk of the tree. He didn’t know what was happening… and what did Dante mean by detachment?
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Nahaiu looked at the park. The large area covered in open grass and benches. There was even a play ground. It was enormous in space, and the couldn’t believe a park could be so big. “Jeez… everyone here likes to go for extravagant, don’t they?”





