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[color=f7941d]2:47 PM...?[/color][/center]

The rabbit gave no reaction to the marionette's aggressive action, simply staring at its originator as they set their clauses into the deal... with a small nod the cracks and fragments that encompassed Kousuke's vision seemed to fade in luminosity, instead beating like a heartbeat...

The world around him... had a heartbeat.

The whispers ebbed and flowed with the rhythm, an endless circle of crescendo and decrescendo. An order of operations.

Though it felt like he was looking through a window, a sheet of glass that somehow separated his consciousness from the darked [i]living[/i] world that lay there before him.

The rabbit dissipated into mist, billowing down before condensing again on the ground, walking down one of the many halls, looking back to the dealmaker.

[color=ed1c24]"Well? Let's get moving. It's almost time to..."[/color]
[@Baphomini][hr]

The deer closed its eyes as the hand came to rest on its face, the question was something it had known the answer to long before the debt collector came to the realization himself.

[color=00aeef]"That is something for you to decide. The power I bestow upon you is nothing but a means to one of many possible ends, it is up to your actions and decisions to determine if what I choose to give to you becomes a [i]weapon[/i] or a [i]tool[/i]."[/color]

The deer then began to move, past the predator, and toward the stairs. A strange feeling descended upon Fubuki, conflicting. The feeling of being trapped yet also free, of being suffocated yet breathing in the cold and brisk air... A feeling of as if one were looking at the world through a hall of mirrors, each image distorted in its reflection.

The deer turned before descending, eyes piercing through to it's originator's soul.

[color=00aeef]"Come. Things are still in motion. In order to learn what I have given you, then you must..."[/color]
[@Kronshi][hr]

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Their body didnt move, it refused to, watching as the shadowy wolf fought the creature, the whispers getting louder in their ears as she raised her hands, covering her ears...

The noise, it was too loud... like being stuck in an echo chamber, letting the sound reverberate and grow enough to make someone's head explode...

[color=f6989d]"Listen to me!"[/color]

The voice cut clearer than the sharpest knife- no.. It peirced the static haze like a bullet straight through her skull.

With a sharp inhale, she looked up, the wolf staring back at them, the creature recovering just behind the creature.

[color=f6989d]"There's a reason this place is a labyrinth. The fear of being trapped, of being pitted into a corner by your decisions. A winding path that never sees an end, this is the fear, the anxiety of a student, of an apprentice. I need you, as much as you need me, and time is ticking here pup. It's about time, you and the others need to.."[/color]

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[h2][color=ed1c24]Shatter[/color] [color=00aeef]the[/color] [color=f6989d]Veil.[/color][/h2][/center]

As their vision started... to crack.[hr]

The masked man smiled at the albino, finding the little bird's confusion and panic amusing.

[color=a187be]"Oh, don't worry. Your former family would be much more... [i]hidden[/i] if they had access to this. Anyway, that's not what I'm here for, I need you. Or rather, something else needs you, depending on what you do with this."[/color]

With a flick of his wrist, a tattered yellowed page materialized from the blackness, as if he had pulled it from the darkness itself. He placed it down, sliding it over to the boy, a small gray feather falling to rest on the title of the paper...

The contract.

[color=a187be]"Go ahead, read it over however many times you need. It's a very simple contract, I just need you to sign it."[/color]
[@CorviDoggo]