Yao-Ko
Yao-Ko
An iridescent glow cast by the moonlight pooled onto the ground. The reflection of it was mirrored in puddles of blood that surrounded different scattered bodies of humans — men, women, and children. And with it, a darker shadow loomed in the shape of a man as he walked away from his latest meal.
Crystal white locks of hair adorned a familiar face. However, it wasn’t the sweet, ruby red eyes that stared ahead.
It was a pair of crimson coloured eyes without a hint of shine in them. A cruel smile to match. With blood soaked clothes, torn from his preys’ attempt to escape.
And it was the way Lukas casually walked past (Name), who had finally found him, without a second glance. As if he didn’t exist to him anymore.
Crystal white locks of hair adorned a familiar face. However, it wasn’t the sweet, ruby red eyes that stared ahead.
It was a pair of crimson coloured eyes without a hint of shine in them. A cruel smile to match. With blood soaked clothes, torn from his preys’ attempt to escape.
And it was the way Lukas casually walked past (Name), who had finally found him, without a second glance. As if he didn’t exist to him anymore.
