Dissidia
The Revenant
The rain looked like it’d never end as it bombarded the ruined landscape...
There Yuno was, slumped against a slab of burned stone as he went in and out of consciousness. A bloody wound marred a scalp of silver-hued hair, and red liquid mixed with rain as it ran down his pale skin and all black clothes.
Drenched to the bone amidst a destroyed village of blue embers and ash, the young man glanced at the strange sword he’d lost nearby. The blade lie stabbed in the dirt with remnants of blue fire that reflected off the cold steel. Yuno outstretched his arm and tried to recover it, but he barely had the energy. The young man’s wounds were great; it wouldn’t be long before he passed out.
The monster that he’d battled with was dead, but it left him on death’s doorstep as well. But in the ruins of this place, who would still be around to help him? The man wondered if this was his last night. Before he could try one last time to move, though, he finally blacked out.