ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE LONG SUMMER DAY DRAWS TO AN CLOSE, YIELDING TO THE WANING MOON RISING IN THE EASTERN SKY. A HUMID EVENING. THE WIND HAS DIED DOWN & TWO WISPS OF SMOKE RISING IN FRONT OF A GRAVESTONE RISE UNWAVERINGLY INTO THE SKY. ONE MORE SHADOW APPROACHES THE MAN LINGERING IN FRONT OF A SMALL GRAVE. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“IS THAT YOUR IDEA OF INCENSE, IORI?”
independentㅤ&ㅤprivateㅤ&ㅤselective.ㅤcanon-divergentㅤ&ㅤheavily headcanon based.ㅤㅤ━━ㅤㅤIORI YAGAMI,ㅤfromㅤSNK'S THE KING OF FIGHTERS SERIES,ㅤrival & deuteragonist ofㅤTHE OROCHI SAGA,ㅤtold fromㅤKING OF FIGHTERS '95ㅤthroughㅤKING OF FIGHTERS '97.
A STUDY ONㅤ...ㅤcarrying the burden of a centuries old error,ㅤisolation for fear of hurting others,ㅤuncontrollable bloodlust colliding with a hatred of violence,ㅤthe shackles of fate; & those shackles being broken,ㅤlove as cannibalism.
AFFILIATED WITHㅤ...ㅤㅤfrostess ♡,ㅤcomedidivinia.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE SOUND OF YAGAMI’S GAIT ONCE AGAIN ECHOES IN KYO’S EARS. THE SOUND GRADUALLY GROWS FAINTER & FINALLY BECOMES INAUDIBLE. THE LIGHTS OF THE GRAVEYARD SWITCH ON. THE PLACE WHERE YAGAMI WAS STANDING IS PICKED OUT BY A DREARY SPOTLIGHT. A CRIMSON STAIN CAN BE SEEN ON THE BUTT HE FLICKED TO THE GROUND.
