Thread:YingHe/@comment-34012245-20191102055037/@comment-36159587-20191125193346

He was already starting to cry a bit, but the deity muffled whatever sad noises that were trying to escape his mouth and wiped away the blood on his sleeve--which was white, oh well.

He really didn't need blood in his eyes when his other eye was blind. He didn't want to be completely blind. Galaxian kept trailing after Germaine, and with a burst of determination, sent his life abilities throughout the premises. Black strings extended from his fingers to every dead body in the place and the vicinity, but if anyone was alive, a gold string was supposed to connect to each alive person there was.