Mar 10, 2017
@blade0fdespair
It felt like looking into a mirror. Placido stared, a piercing ruby gaze picking the other apart, little by little in an effort to find an imperfection with what appeared to be his double. Had Z-One made more than one of him? Did they have the same memories? The embodiment of despair shook his head and let out a small chuckle, carmine continuing to peer cautiously.
“𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚑𝚞𝚑... 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗?”