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Elysian stood in the middle of what seemed like a cross road. Two streets that probably looked like four to some. The buildings there were a bit run and the cars all seemed to have grown some rust on them. the people were just as rude as ever and had no even the slightest lick of respect witch was something that always did bug Elysian to the fullest. Crystalline blue eyes scanned the area for any right of life as he slowly moved forward. The moon sitting in the night sky. A cold naked eyes watching him. And Elysian was pretty sure it wasn’t the only eyes watching him in theses streets. Elysian wore log gloves that came up to his wrist and a long jacket over his original attire to hide his arms. His Hollow heritage was easy to see if he wore short sleeves or no shirt. He didn’t want people knowing about him so he kept his body hidden, even his sword was camouflaged with his other weapons and floating around him until he needed it. So to the naked eye he probably looked like a normal human, except to those who could sense his overwhelming aura witch kind of radiated off of him. Elysian continued down the dark street and into an alley way that looked a bit gloomy, he wondered what dog forsaken creature slept within its darkness.
Wandering into the dark alley his blood ran clod as he got a shudder up his spine, the kind of shudder he got whenever his father stared at him. He quickened his pace and exited the alley on the other side, now walking into what seemed like a party? Cars gathered in a parking lot formation and some guy bringing in a large contraption and pressing things on it. It looked like there were many races here as well, Elysian was unable to classify them so he wasn’t sure what kind. Suddenly heavy metal rang through his ears and people began to bang their heads. “What the…” Elysian said with a tone of annoyance as he turned himself back into the alley and walked back to where he came from. He didn’t like loud things or parties that much. He avoided it, to many people, so much noise. Something his mother hated as well, Elysian’s father would have probably been interesting in something like that. But he was not going to be caught dead out here at night.