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[swearto]

[ Nothing but silence seems to accompany the blonde haired boy as he seemingly appears to be staring into space. Although he usually hid his worries well, they were clear as ray in this moment of time. Clothes a quarter burnt, his hand appeared to be placed upon his chest (Which was where his contractor seal was located), or rather, just hovering. ]

Gil...

I'm afraid---

Everything just dies here.

Was there even a purpose behind such an act?

I don't...want to face this on my own.

Someone needs to put a stop to this.

[ ooc; Strikethrough represents his thought, in case you get confused. ]