Okay, the new stats system is possibly the most distracting thing I've ever seen. I came on early this morning to upload this, clicked it and played for like ten minutes until I forgot why I came on in the first place. Oh and this is officially the first drabble of the second half! Yay!
51. Seconds
They said you never forgot your first. Lexaeus figured that was because afterwards, the second, third, however many times, you knew what would happen before it even did. Lips always fit together the same way, hands generally followed the same lines. A new mission into the darkness, meant going after Zexion and sacrificing his own safety for the others. It had always been that way, and the second time the boy held out his hand and asked him to go where they could both end up dead, Lexaeus still agreed.
The fifty-first. Forty-nine to go.
Yeah, the usual. Leave a review, suggestions for things to read, whatever. Or just carry on with your day.
-Josiy x