soulieamadfriend

One-shot.Unless you want me to do something with this? Its coming. My body is weakening for the day my darkness to take over. On that day I will kill. And no one can stop me. One night. One darkness. Its coming. One stab did it. Blood. Spurting. Pouring. Everywhere. One stab to the stomach with my- no his katana. I am not Japan. I look like him, but I am not him. I am- ah..what does he call it..? His darkness.. I smirked and picked up the now dead countries scarf and wiped his blood of his katana. I looked over to the pipe he oh so tried so hard to defend himself with. His shocked face. His glinting katana. His face..What a perfect murder.