༉‧₊˚. The Denki you used to know.. was gone.

the corpse that laid infront of you burnt to a crisp, and almost made it seem Denki was a psychopath.. his devilish laughs filled the atmosphere, and it made the place more eerie then usual.

the tension in the air grew as Denki’s body started slowly engulfing itself in lighting bolts. He was for sure losing his mind. You felt like throwing up from the amount of blood and the awful smell coming off of the burnt corpse in-front of him. it was almost surreal.

Denki slightly twitched, getting ready to bolt forward.. but you stopped him with a touch on the shoulder. His fist clenched, and his body started to quiver, almost as if he was going to throw a punch at you.