"Ghosts, meh..!?" Daichi thought to himself as he was walking through the abandoned streets of Oak Town. It felt quite suspicious that he didn't confront any pathetic, miserable human being on any of the streets. He was in a bad mood today so he wanted to cause some mayhem on the way to complete a job, slicing some people's throats or perhaps slowly cutting the main vena cava open. He had a lot of horrid, dreadful ideas on that day so he wasn't particularly bothered with fooling around as he loved to do.
He got agitated and began ardently playing with his blade, drawing it out a bit and the sliding it back in. In-and-out, in-and-out...
His lust for blood was catching up with him as it almost reached his mind and caused Daichi to lose control of himself. Loss of control would turn out as a chaos on one of the streets as Daichi would murder anyone who would be breathing. To relax his lust and addiction for blood-spilling events he quickly turned down one of the side-streets and began rushing through the darkness with increased movement speed.
He got agitated and began ardently playing with his blade, drawing it out a bit and the sliding it back in. In-and-out, in-and-out...
His lust for blood was catching up with him as it almost reached his mind and caused Daichi to lose control of himself. Loss of control would turn out as a chaos on one of the streets as Daichi would murder anyone who would be breathing. To relax his lust and addiction for blood-spilling events he quickly turned down one of the side-streets and began rushing through the darkness with increased movement speed.