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A figure wandered aimlessly through the crowds, some might say his violet-ash hair was blocking his view, but only if there were such people that would actually stop and look around. The Scramble Crossing. People were always busying away their lives, rushing here and there, time was money. They don't stop to look, look around at the world. A world that they have created with their selfishness.

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At least, it once was. The figure stopped, glanced up and around. The Q-Floor, the large screen at the side of Scramble Crossing. Nobody looked up there, really. A sad smile drew on his face, his pale features would be something people would notice. If they ever stopped to look. To look around at the people around them. The world that they're in. The place they live in, a place they've created.

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A sigh escaped the pale figure as he glanced pass the Q-Floor, up into the sky. Did they not notice that the gray clouds were gathering. It was going to rain soon. Stumbling back as someone bumped into him, mumbling an apology and rushed by, the figure dropped his head back to normal level and continued to walk. To 104. Then again, no matter where he goes, the place is still the same. The people is still the same. Their emotions..are all the same. Why don't they stop and look at each other, the place they live in?

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"Don't you see it, Sanae? Shibuya..My Shibuya has become dark. Full of misery, hatred, horrible emotions. Not a speck of what it once was remains."

"Not a speck, eh? J, that's kinda pushing it. There are a speck of what once was Shibuya. Dontcha think with that little bit, there's always room for it to expand?"

"I've seen them. I've lived among them. There is no turning back. No expanding. There is no future for Shibuya. People's minds are too clouded to see it even if there is."

Sanae Hanekoma, the Producer of Shibuya, CAT, only sighed. He knew the Composer has his mind set. Yet, he knew there was truth in what the Composer had said. He only couldn't believe that He had kept that in for so long.

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He tried. He really tried. He didn't want to give up. He would watch as He protects the one thing that He loves. His treasure. His world. His Shibuya. He would spread his arms around it, his white, pure wings envelope and pull it into a tight embrace. It was His world. His everything. And Sanae knew, that day had come.

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Shibuya exists because of the Composer. It's the Composer's world. The world he created, but the Composer could only watch as it darkened and darkened and fill up with filth. As long as He exists. Shibuya exists. He would…give it all up for Shibuya. Something he protected. But was it..because he held it so tight, so close to him, that had caused the change?

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"It's time."

"Ah, it is, yet You play this game with him..?"

"He said he could change it."

"You know..he can't."

"I know."

"..I never knew You to be one to give Yourself false hope, J."

And they say he was the one that understood him the most. Sanae couldn't even begin to understand Joshua's overwhelming love for Shibuya. But it was all for the best.

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This just..came up to me all of a sudden. I got inspired by this picture of Joshua with wings and his arms around Shibuya that was trapped in a ball. He was sleeping with his arms and wigns so protectively around it!

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