“Awe, is the fearless leader now scared?~” Kasumi asked, her tone nothing but biting mockery as she cocked her head in a nasty farce of care.
“Go on, I’ll let you go… if you can out run me~” Kasumi gave her ultimatum, laughing a little as she saw the tiny boy actually try his best. She sighed, lifting up her shadowy foot high above him, before taking a step.
“Really? I can’t believe everyone thought so highly of you. Yawn.” Kasumi said, her tone bored as she barely even felt Joker’s body pop like the pathetic insect that he was. While she didn’t feel the damage that she had caused, the once dashing and charming features of the school boy by the name of Akira were now nothing more than a flattened caricature of boyish gore.
The second Kasumi lifted her heel to take another step, his remains split with a wet tear, pulling apart like a banana, his stomach and insides peeling and popping, Kasumi not paying them any mind as she started to walk off, the toxic clouds around her head starting to clear, as the gold left her eyes like the setting sun.
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This whole story was written by a good friend of mine who you can find here
