Two feathers of white.
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What a strange sensation. Standing in the presence of this white figure, it was already immediate that something was not right with this one, the aura gave off the vibe of the supernatural, but his appearance held that of a lilin. Perhaps this one was like him, but even so his head reacted in negativity with him being so close. Static rang through his ears, breath caught in lung, letting out soft pants of air. It was suffocating. Kaworu for an instant felt like he was under water, drowning.
" You hold the image of a Lilin, though by how I am reacting, you are far from one. It would be obvious to say that you are like me but in a different sense, correct? "
Audible pain was apparent in his words, hand lifting to brush slightly across the side of his face, parting slightly the ash'n white hair from one eye so his hand could shelter it.
