@blackbled

                                          students spoke of a  SKELETON  walking through the halls at night.   (     all but mindless superstition      )   the concept did not  WALK  , if whims did wish to walk through the corridors,   no one   would see them.  HUMAN EYES  were so hiilariously blind. though it did not change a certain  ‘    skeleton    ’   always besides the new order’s side. sharing all possible  FUTURES  with the new shinigami-sama.   (      the creator of death  &&  the prince of death worked hand in hand      )   grandest concept appeared behind the   POOR CHILD  , towering over them like a   beast of prey   .    how could anyone fear medusa gorgon after THEM    creator of death simply was  SADISTIC  .

“   excuse me, this is a new       restricted area.        may i help you   ??   ”

@reapsfear

                                      many  RIVERS  flowed into the  OCEAN OF HATRED  for this woodchip. one of them being kidd playing along with the sharade of this failure being   ‘    his brother    ’   when asura   &&   the cub shared two entirely different creators. though the greatest reason was the grandest one  BEING AWARE  .   (      of the alternate role asura played      )   of what he   ‘    truly    ’   was.   &&   all the concept ever looked at were what the shinigami could become the next second. he was a threat   !!   to this future, to kidd themself. such a thing was  NOT PERMITTED  . it was clear kidd would not be able to kill asura, but creator could impale this  SHITSTAIN  , they impaled beings with   more worth   . two perfect suns gaze on asura,      hungry ravens nearby      , glorious disgust written in their expression.

“   i have let  antichrists  into      my home. but not you.   ”

@infernxl   from  x

                                               DO  NOT  VOW  WHAT  YOU  CANNOT  KEEP    ; hell was as they remembered    MESSY   &&   LUKEWARM    . though there was a distant    FAMILIARITY    in this place of the damned. one had not rarely called the creator    A DEVIL    .     (         an insult to their cruelety  ,  really         )     conceptual death appeared neither    LATE    /    EARLY    . they arrived exactly as they said they would, black heel tapped the floor    ONCE    .         henry was not ‘present’     though they still greeted him         there were    FEW    the concept was not    indisposed    of meeting, rather    NEUTRAL    than turned off.        (           a shame  ,  the hecatoncheires was one of these beings           )

                                                 no one could    ANNOUNCE THEM    , what did not    exist    could not be    felt    .         they would not care for it anyways         as    TALL    /    SCRAWNY    they were, in hell this did not stick out.   &&   this festivity was not    IMPORTANT ENOUGH    for the concept to wear their   ‘    formal    ’   attire of universes dancing inside their cloak. why would they   ??   grandest truth would approach only those worth    THE BOTHER    .   &&    their stalker    would find them either way.

@sacermania

                                          who was that   ??   standing behind kidd at    EVERY SPEECH    , not unlike a guard dog. three white stripes not unlike  HALOS  , golden eyes seemingly holding    STARS    .   (        body  proud  &&  tall like a mountain of gold / iron        )  before each    CALAMITY  g  rand truth seemed to warn kidd. how did they know   ??  since authority first appeared they seemed to become one of    SHIBUSEN’S MYSTERIES    , something they minded   naught   .  skin  as snow was rather ghost like, playing the    MONSTER    brought them entertainment. despite being the  ‘    good guy    ’  . scrawny form    STRUTTING    through the dark halls as if they have been here since they were built.

“    oh,   forgive me   .        i tend to be   lost in thoughts   when i work.   ”

@typcnull

                                       scrawny form wandered through  MOONLIT  streets of  malie city   . ivory  skin  as beautiful as the silver light from above.  TWO GOLDEN EYES  rivaling all stars overlooking the islands below. children of men did not interest them,  NOSY STARES  would not faze them. who would  NOT  stare when a scrawny, almost 8 feet tall  man  walked past. only pokemon approached grand truth.  CONVERSING  with them had never been a bother.   kind creatures   even accompanied authority to the  ORNAMENTAL GARDEN  . shame a little lord interrupted. did he not see they were conversing with a pack of umbreons   &&   eevees   ??   no he could not.

“   good evening.   ”

@loyalmalfoy

                                        scrawny form appeared close behind this    CHILD OF MEN    , lazily sitting in one of the    LUXURIOUS ARMCHAIRS    this manor held. their master seemed    INTERESTING    enough, a child of men with the ambition to become   ‘    a god    ’   . was that truly it   ??   a meek god   ??   is this were the heir of slytherin’s ambition ended,    HOW DISAPPOINTING    . though the grandest one would give it to him, a human ready to tear their soul into    SHREDS    was one the concept would give the title of a god,    A TRUE GOD    .   &&   they begun to wonder, did this trivial woodchip feel the same   ??

“   good evening,    little peacock    .   ”

@shinigamikiddo    happy  new  year  !!

                                         another year was  ALMOST  over. what things have happened; good   &&   bad. though the concept looked back at them, only seeing how kidd grew.  NAUGHT ELSE  interested the parent. what happened in the world   ??   who cared   !!   all of these countdowns, all of these talk shows. children of men  TRULY  knew how to ring out the year in style,   what irony   . the concept had something else planned, a firework  SURPASSING  all the others. meant for only themself   &&   kidd to see. but for that it needed to strike  MIDNIGHT  . what used to be an   ordeal   was nothing special⸻ staying up past midnight. long had the days been past where father had to cradle the sleeping child in their arms, spectating the fireworks only   half awake   . champagne had been ready in a  LUXURIOUS  glass, for the young orange juice in the same kind of glass. the last minute begun, conceptual death was ready to  TOUCH GLASSES  with their miracle.

“   three... two...  ONE   !!   ”

@reformedeyes  hella

                                            empty room, only holding   conceptual  death   , soft fragnance of tea filled the   ‘    smoking room    ’   . two perfect suns view   all   , as much as thoughts remained on their beloved miracle. the     concept   of   fear     coming closer to their home’s home was not missed.   &&   who was the grandest one to   not   welcome their guest   ??   grotesque ravens sat nearby, on the floor, on their master’s armchair.               each one of them able to deny gods && take on concepts               there would be no  food  for them in the newest guest to this fragment. yet who would blame them for wishing to stay with   their master   .     much to kidd’s dismay

“   black tea with  honey  .      interested in  a cup  ?   ”

                                               slight interest was woken, a   being above godhood   approached?               despite conceptual death being the most feared of them all               perhaps this one had a desire conceptual death could quench   ??   yet one ought to know   cruelest authority   would not grant wishes unless    THEIR BOREDOM    would be killed during it.   &&   what killed boredmo when all was boring   ??   except their dearly beloved impossible miracle.

“   the honorable concept of fear~   ”

@brokenwineheart

“   i am shinigami-sama’s consultant,      not everyone’s personal  guru  .      i make  my opinion  clear.   ”

@shinigamikiddo

                                         it should not be this way. why would kidd   hate   their body   ??   this  godly  body was what most considered perfect. immune to poison, practically indestructible. but those seemed to be just the practical sides, viewed by others. it was   kidd   living inside of this body.   &&   it hurt seeing how the parent’s gift upon birth had hurt the teen so   greatly   . conceptual death should have created kidd without sexual organs one could assign    gender   to. but here they were now. scrawny form silently approaching. they needed to get kidd away from that cursed   mirror   . how pleasant it would be to just smash every single one of them in the manor. conceptual death was   supportive   on positive days, it would be just as much there for it’s miracle on the bad days.   gently   lifting the young up.    away from this damned mirror

“   do you want me to bring you      your   self care   package?   ”

@favdream you knew this was commin’

                                     JUSTICE  would rain from above.   fiery    ⸻ gruesome not unlike the concept of death was itself.    without   mercy   or   consideration      ⸻ or so one ought to   think   . nothing will happen to her,   kidd   said so himself.   &&   father would not act against the wishes of   their miracle   . still eyes watched the girl with   malicious intent   . this child of men has hurt the cub, one ought to know the parent was always   close   to watch.               should the monster young whail the parent would attack               this was how it has been.   always   now black heels carried scrawny form closer. soundless they appeared without any sign.     NAMELESS      was not presented. nonetheless ivory head tilted. creator of death was  almost  snarling.

“   i  knew  you would not tell him      when you  should  . this is why      the concept of faith is   alien   to me.   ”

@abyssmxl

                                     EVERYTHING  in one claw;  NOTHINGNESS  in the other.   &&   one truly believed the sea was uncontrollable   ??   from above  TWO PERFECT SUNS  viewed into the endless possibilities of all fragments.   naught   ever killed  DIAMOND BOREDOM   . ready to   give up   for a while, scrawny form appeared in a flash of  GOLDEN NEBULAS  colliding⸺ until all gold that remained lay in  PERFECT EYES  . how   droll   were the abyss trying to consume what was  GRANDER  than the entire sceme.   (      break your jaw lose  ,  tear up your insides      )   though not willing to   cease to exist   for a few eternities just yet; not anymore as they had  THEIR MIRACLE  ; creator of death had found itself to  DESIRE  . grandest will was bound to   attract   other wills. voyagers   ??   gods   ??   OR MORE   ??

“   a  guest  ought to be greeted, indeed.   ”

@kishinfucked

“   my lovely~   ”

                                      HOARSE LAUGHTER  fell into the background as   gentle   , but  VIBRANT  voice called in surprise.   not  unlike  velvet   , however missing the  ACID  dripping from every word as the concept spoke to  THEIR MIRACLE  . the day was typical for one to say   ‘    what are you doing inside     ’   , vibrant colors awaited outside. perhaps a little too  LIVELY  for someone with such anxiety. it must have been  STRESSFUL  .   &&   as much as the creator could not  COMPREHEND  their cub’s suffering, they could be  CONSIDERATE  /  KIND  . scrawny claw pointed at the chair besides them, offering asura to take a seat     if  he  would     . a leisurely evening with tea would be welcomed. or whatever   asura   had in mind. 

“   it is such a beautiful afternoon,      would you like to have      some tea with me   ??   ”

@reformedeyes

                                       two perfect suns only stared down⸻ reading what seemed to be a   luxurious   old book, yet in  perfect  condition. feeble minds would think of it as just that,   a book   . pieces held forever in this game board,               unaware of the triviality they called their whole world               , would not understand what stood before them. strongest being   above godhood   , cruelest concept feared by those even on the supposed same rank. but now grandest one served the new shinigami-sama, their   HEART   . their most beloved, dearest   miracle   . exactly the one who was   nowhere   to be found this late morning. death room only holding cruelest authority lazily looking down on it’s   ‘    book    ’   when not ordering papers   &&   making calls.

                                         world rested on   slim shoulders   , stress weakened the cub.   &&   as kidd finally found the sleep able to cure exhaustion, who was  father dearest  to wake the miracle up   ??   authority would do all —     for they were unknown to the world kidd’s true parent    — they were chosen to be kidd’s consultant for a reason. meisters   &&   weapons may report to them. just as much as this little woodchip of a   kishin   .

“   shinigami-sama is   not   available today.   ”

@homuchi 

                                          conceptual death   knew    ⸻  how to create a bully. hurt someone all their   lives   . THEN GIVE THEM POWER. as the   grandest monster   of them all conceptual death was well aware.   &&   where there not numbers of bullies in this fragment, but one took the crown as the   queen   of bullies. even ripping apart   ‘    god    ’   . all of this was but a cup of tea to kill an afternoon.  not even a good one.  impossible standards were   not   met, even a tragedy such as this merely   bored   grandest one. scrawny form born from   golden nebulas   , finally spectator entered the stage once more.

“   ...laid down your pen already   ??   ”