[When buildings fall away, they leave sheer nothing in their place. No backdrop of smoke filled sky, or horizon of rubble. There's just white, and it's blinding to look at. Takasugi stares for a moment before his eye is forced shut by the sight.
Overwhelming, but not bright.
The scene falls away piece by piece.
Her story sounds disjointed. There are elements he understands - the world as an enemy, something to destroy - and elements that sound folkloric. But he'll remember it all: the tale of the madman behind this reluctant monster.]
Huh. [Desolation surrounds them, but it's a familiar sight.] Did it work?
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Overwhelming, but not bright.
The scene falls away piece by piece.
Her story sounds disjointed. There are elements he understands - the world as an enemy, something to destroy - and elements that sound folkloric. But he'll remember it all: the tale of the madman behind this reluctant monster.]
Huh. [Desolation surrounds them, but it's a familiar sight.] Did it work?