Jan 25, 2018
((@Lauris-Corner| Muse: X-Blade)) The exhausted weapon eyeballed Vanitas, visibly tired (which was his normal state of affairs). He had a few cracks on his horns, having been in a few fights.
This...person. This presence that this particular person gave off. Vanitas has felt this before, more recently in fact. The whispers in his head...gave off this same feeling. Not only that...he’s felt it before...thirteen years ago. Vanitas gulped as he gazed upon the humanized form of the ultimate blade.
“x-blade...” Vanitas whispered as he gaped in awe at the weapon.
