City of Death

by Murder of The Crows

A new year is a fresh start and diffrent people seem to attract at the DWMA. A sythe who looks like a death sythe already and a miester whoes family is always trying to become Keshin. Secrets are revealed and friendships are tested.

A young boy ran, his midnight-black hair franticly waving behind him. He was yelling, screaming at the top of his lungs. Somthing terrifying was chasing him. "There's no need to fear, child!" Said the witch chasing behind him. "HELP! SOMBODY! ANYBODY!" The boy said, his voice unstable and frantic. He tripped and fell on a crack, end of the line. A lady riding a golem stopped. "Everything will be alright,you can even meet my sister."