Chapter 11: The Blue Devil

It was almost midnight; sullen clouds covered the brightest moon, streetlights flickered in a very long interval– making the back alley to wrap in a creepy vibe. Just then, stray cats hissed, their serene feline face contorted into an open-mouthed sneer showing their sharp canine teeth as their ears flatten, back arches and tail straightened out in a fluffy plume. Afraid of the person trespassing their territory.

This person was covered in a dark blue cloak walking silently in very light steps in the middle of the pathway. Blood runs from his hand going to the green stem and white petals of a small flower, at his hand. Staining it's pure color and dripping as he walks by. Leaving its terrifying mark. Hoody hides his solemnly face, yet the body emits an overflowing killing intent as if this person was a demon vessel himself. Making small creatures back away, afraid and no guts to disturb his way.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the back alley. A person in a black-clad was in a rush, ru