Re: Write The Villain

Undertaker

As I was about to call out for the person before us was, I heard a clicking sound coming from him.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"

I abruptly stopped walking and raised my arms to stop Lumine from walking forward.

I began to have a flashback about what Cossette reminded me before we left.

'At the faintest hint of a clicking sound, a shiver runs down your spine. You know what's coming – or rather, who is coming.'

'What do you mean?' I stammered, my voice laced with a mixture of unease and curiosity.

'You'll understand it soon...'

Before me stood a youth, appearing no older than sixteen, his countenance an enigmatic blend of mystery and danger. A black katana was securely sheathed at his waist, its presence radiating an aura of foreboding. But it wasn't the weapon that drew your attention; it was his appearance that sent a chill down your spine.

With only one arm, his other sleeve dangling empty, and no eyes adorning his face, the sight was as jarring as it was unsettling. An eerie emptiness resided w