♈ Chess with no chesspieces | tsunderemori
Rain. Why is it always raining when he wishes to take care of these little things that will play a bigger role further into this game of power and control? Even this rain feels chained and oblivious to the lack of freedom and individuality in this cursed city.
The wind, at least the wind seems to be the same as Shougo at this moment. It was truly free, cold against his skin and seemed to gently remind the albino that he was not as alone as he thought he was. A game was played with at least two players, after all?
He glances down on the people down below, the foolish beings robbed from their will and mind and freedom. Such pitiful little things, such helpless little things. Luckily for them he was here, a lone hero that has taken on the burden of saving those who did not deserve to be saved.
"Tsunemori Akane, I congratulate you for finding me here."
