Thread:GalaxE/@comment-36159587-20191217183339/@comment-36159587-20200117045020

It was someone who looked suspiciously like McStabberson. Quite freaky-looking, with a cracked, ghoul-like mask, long/stringy hair ( though one would question how seriously this narrator takes this character, since he's now going to call this character Spaghetti Hair ), and a ghost-like appearance. Oh, and it (Spaghetti Hair)'s also holding a child firmly by the shoulder, a sword nudged right up against the kid's throat, and another at where his heart would be. The boy is clearly a mortal, with light brown hair and green eyes, and he appears to be choking in a scream. His eyes are paralyzed with fear, though they remain unmoving, staring perhaps at some better moment in time.

"You took very long," Akuma chided the Hunter. "Very disappointing for a lieutenant, you knooow. I was about to demote you." He turned to the deities with a flourish. "Buuuut, you know!! Not too late! Not like those boring people who the boring angel told to leave!"

Time seemed to have frozen. Hitan's entire form is frozen in trepidation and paralyzing fear, as if he can feel the emotion radiating from behind him, even if he can't see whom it was. Then the boy spoke, his voice on the verge of cracking, even as deathly quiet of a whisper as the inquiring was, his eyes still glassy and far away.

"Yume-sensei?"

No one at the scene knew Hitan very well, but regardless, a change showed upon his entire body. It was as if a shock rippled through him, stunning him, and as he spun, to him in slow motion, it was as if nothing would be fast enough. His wings flashed against the pale, ominous background as he turned his back on his nemesis to face the child, his features having undergone a sudden twist of rage and hatred.