Neriko, the Electro user who owned a fake Vision.
Like any other Electro users, she could strike the element's iconic attacks, those involving thunders and lightnings.
Yet, there was something unusual about her.
During her Elemental Burst, an immen...
In a dark room, there lies its darkest secret. Where all misery come together as one As ten counts down to none One left. Two left. Three left... Dreadful moments pass, They all disappeared from the room of fear...
Yet the last one remained.
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"Sebastian... Do you think this is the right place?" Ciel asked his servant as they arrived at a small floral shopcalled Diastrev's floral.
"The name sounds suspicious, thus we shall press forward investigating." The butler replied with a slight hint of disgust on his face.
"Very well." Ciel nodded stepped up to knock on the door. Then, as his hand hit its wooden material, he felt a tingling sensation that plagued from the contact of his skin with the door, which now feeling numb, to all over his arm making him find it difficult trying to move it at all.
"Ah..." The blue-haired male hissed in shock as he recoiled his hand to examine it. "What the hell was that?"
"It seems that there was a sign of electricity, a powerful one at that," The butler who ran over and ghosted his hand on the door's rough surface spoke
"Great, the bastard even installed an electrical system to prevent outsiders." The earl grumbled, "How do we even get inside now?"
"It seems that this has left us with one last choice," Speaking as the butler lifted his leg to kick down the door.
'Bang!'
The young earl sneezed as the dusty sphere inside flooded out. He waved his hand, clearing the particles out of his vision. In the parlor, he saw layers and layers of dust packed on the old shop's window. As he and his butler walked forward, a fusty odor flooded into their nostrils, making the earl grunt in disgust. Yet, in humidity, they could smell something else.
"Cosmetics..." Mumbled the young earl as they sniffed the air.
"And death." Concluded his butler as his eyes narrowed at a small, dust-covered door at the end of the room.
The muffled sound of their footsteps collides with the thick dust that carpeted the floor as they ran towards the mentioned door in a hurry.
The room was surprisingly empty. Where is the furniture?
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