If I would make a comment, it would be: what a awful thing!! It's horrible! But, anyway, it's only a test...
Maybe, it's only a dream
The city was silently still and darkly, the rare lampposts were wrapped with a light little fog, dreary. The houses were wholly obscure, and the taxes hit against the windows, making flinch the people that were trying to sleep.
"...Good evening, how are you?" Allen raised his gaze, looking at the Earl "Shall I revive for you the spirit of Mana Walker?"
"Eh?" The little child asked, and the Earl approached him a little more.
"But in order to do that, I need your cooperation. More exactly, your voice, that has a connection with Mana."
"Bring back... Mana?"
"Yes! I can take back Mana from the world you hate so much!!"
"Mana..." And those words were filled with hope "...Mana will go back!?"
The Earl make appear from the nothing the body of the Akuma.
"The soul of your dear one will return from the other world, inside this body"
Allen approached that. And he screamed his name. The spirit of Mana entered inside the mechanic body, and he moved.
"Mana..."
"A...llen.."
"Mana!"
"How could you... how could you turn me into an Akuma!? I curse you, Allen!!"
He opened his eyes. It was deep night, the moon's light was dyeing the room with white. He was sweating. He got up, and he looked at the picture.
"Allen, don't stop"
Allen smiled, and he scratched his hand, touching the image. At least, even if he had suffer, he had passed good times with him. All the things made together, they were been the best days of his life. But, now... now without him, it was a despair. But, at least, he was habited. The beauty of his dreams were just him. And even if he wasn't anymore with him, he would remember him always. The important was remember him, not have him near...
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