An attempt at making a fanfiction with my current skills at writing.
Darkness..is....
Darkness is Solitude...
Darkness is Eternal Sacrifice...
Kokujo leaned slightly to the right, looking straight into the corridor of the reception hall. Leaving his scythe unto an idle bench, he proceeded unto an apartment. The room he rented was simple, but he could do with it whatever he wanted as long as he could pay for it.
"Sheesh! What do they do with this stuff!" Kokujo yelled, complaining loudly about the faucets. "Even the Darkness civilization had..."
Right...the Darkness Civlization. That's absolutely great.
A lifetime of Darkness is agony...
Kokujo had decided to leave his stuff into the corner opposite the door of his room. He had paid specifically for a room without a bunkmate, as he believed that he should have his privacy. The cream-colored walls were kept in sparkling condition, however (as Kokujo had complained) the showers weren't as much.
"A large cabinet... Perfect", Kokujo thought as he placed his deck inside. I could stay here for months...At least until that is over....
Pain is a certainty, madness is guaranteed...
In the mad eye of that eternally black gaze...
All peace is made to last...
not always for a long time...
Kokujo was resting on the bed laid out in the room. After a few moments of silence was...
A roar. A roar of defiance. A roar of supremacy.
And a whimper of pain.
The raging cry of the Deathliger resounded fully in Kokujo's ears as he struggled to leap out of bed and rush out of the apartment...