Lloyd and the group, were barely surviving the fight against Mithos, one slash after another, Lloyd could feel the warm blood dripping along his sides, though Mithos was not unscathed by his own blades, the dark blades, Nebilim. It gave him power he never felt before, the power to save the chosen and protect her. He enjoyed its power as it slowly deteriorated his body in this, the final battle. Parts of his body changing color matching similar patterns to Abyssion's skin.
Of course No one could notice this change under his clothes, though his change in attire may have been the most noticeable. No longer in his familiar red clad outfit. Instead he was dressed in black garments, a top which cover his chest, and showed its nicely toned shape, with a scarf that flowed almost freely around his neck, and a pair of black pants which seemed to fit rather snugly on the upper part of his pants. They just began as little changes no one had noticed, after all who wouldn't want to change out of a set of wet clothes. No one saw it coming. No one saw the changes.
But they should have… they should have seen it coming, his final strike was the signal, once the evil sword punctured Mithos' heart delivering the final blow it began to suck out his energy. His smile was no longer friendly. But crazed for destruction.
He turned his head and smiled. Getting his blades ready for another bloodbath…
Now this one they saw coming.
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Yeay do you love the suspense?
anyway have no worries this is just a flashforward of what will ahppen
and sorry for not uploading anythign in like what? 3 years XD