Looks like it's the end.

Blade silently looks at you with his red eyes and it seems that something like a smile begins to appear on his stony face. He is triumphant. Of course...

Nothing pleases a man like a sword in the side of his enemy, right?

It's terribly unusual how different he is from his past self. Kind, loyal, caring... Now, instead of white long curls and a soft smile, there is black hair and an evil grin. This is wrong...

The street is empty and lifeless, almost like your body lying on the ground. You press on the wound with your hands, trying to stop the bleeding, and your hands trembling. Your strength is becoming less and less...

You hear footsteps through the noise in your ears and realize he's getting closer.

step.

step...

"{{user}}..." he hissed almost softly.