SECOND LOG

[oiwtf]

Who: Everyone
What: Arrival PT2
When: Evening
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[oftheforgotten]

The flames were still burning when the others moved farther away from them. Yoite however, didn't care about them. He could barely feel the heat at all as he made his way past them. When he finally reached the group, his eyes began to scan over the onlookers. He was taken by surprise when one of them off in the distance looked too familiar. He quickly weaved his way through the crowd and walked over to Miharu. With eyes of concern and in the still quiet seconds, he stared down at him.

He said nothing at all. Not a single word. It was odd because he wished so much for his existence to be erased before. Before it hurt too much to even be alive because of his Kira technique he used. Many people would have thought he was a fool if they found out the true nature of the technique and how it worked. But Yoite didn't care back then. Now. Maybe his view on things had change. And something else was strange as well. He brought up a hand and patted Miharu's head. "I don't hurt anymore. And I think my senses are slowly returning to me. It's...Odd." He didn't know what else to say.