World Trigger

Neko D Lully

His vision was still blurred, he could feel the blood leaking from his head taking his consciousness with it. Even so, even though it was so hard to see, he was sure that what was in front of him was an angel. A beautiful, dark angel with shiny black wings, with feathers that moved uncertainly, as if they weren't actually feathers. Long black hair was blown by the wind, leaving visible the white and delicate face, with opaque red eyes, facing the enemy ahead. And it was before he passed out, before he finally surrendered to the consuming darkness, that he could see the bright tears cutting through the beauty of that pale face. Turning his serious face into a sad face. But why did such a beautiful angel cry?