Skies of Blood [Ciroton]

What a poor soul, lost to the will of that blade of hers. Her only excuse for violence was boredom. While at one time he may have agreed with such a childish idea to some extent, he knew now that such a reason for killing was selfish.

The rain suddenly stopped. The sky seemed to be more blue than red, now. Heaven had returned to its rightful place, Hell was no longer waiting. The storm hadn’t come, and there would be no Hell on earth. It wasn’t gone for good, but only for now. When the time would come, Hell would rain down again.

“Find yourself a real reason to fight, miss.” He said after an odd pause. “When you do, and if our paths cross again, I will finish this fight if necessary.” He tipped his hat as if in respect, but it was more through sympathy than anything. Despite her being much older than himself, her personality was much younger. “Hang in there, kid.” With that, he was gone. His body dissolved into thick wisp of white mist. There were nine-hundred and ninety-nine people out there who had to die, for a real reason.

Ooc: Rather short ending, I know. xP Very fun though, I've enjoyed this battle greatly and it has helped me develop this character a little more. If you want to wrap this up with another post, or somehow keep this going, go ahead.