Overkill: Incarnations Chapter 5: Chapter 5: behind the scenes

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Recollection Part 2 ; behind the scenes After the mysterious truck drove past him … he remained lying in the middle of the tarred road ..... He then sits upright shocked by just what happened. Then in front of him he sees the girl's mother sitting weakly on the side of the street clearly shaken from seeing her daughter die in front of her…. However, both herself and some bystanders comforting her for her loss glare towards kuro. Looking at him unusually menacingly. As kuro keeps looks at them in shock, he sees a pool of blood spreading out from where he was laying on the tarred cold road He looks down slowly to see his hands covered in blood then a steel rod usually used for construction work, piercing him ..... It was at that moment he realized that the pool of blood was indeed his and more surprisingly the people that witnessed the whole thing were conducting a distorted and misguided mob justice piercing him with even more multiple rods However, currently, because his vessel has been damaged and with his life is in danger .it resulted in the resonance of all three of his soul bodies kuro starts thinking to himself,'these people's reactions are too unnatural' 'I can't shake off the feeling this is a result of an external influence' he then had an unfathomable premonition for danger …and the origins of that danger was from himself. He then exclaims, "everyone…run… away from here”…he vomits blood and keeps shouting, telling everyone to run, however, this voice echoed in the eerily silent vicinity… …then some random by-stander spills what seems to be engine petrol fuel on kuro while he lay prostate in his own pool of blood, then another by stander sets him ablaze Kuroshiraga then attempts to slowly stand up while burning and says in a horse voice, "Please run from here" "please I beg of you … I.... I can't control-..." he then drops to the ground in a prostate position out of weakness and says, "-myself" 'crap , … this is bad , at this rate everyone here is gonna die', then the flames that engulfed his body burgeoned and spiraled into a fiery tornado, and at its base, a silhouette of a human figure on its knees. The fire burning him continues until he inevitability blacks out he blacks out --- After Kuroshiraga Arufa passes out his soul body returns to a some sort of dreamscape, or rather, a soul sea, if one could even call it that. in this dreamscape was an illusory sea that spanned in all directions going beyond the horizon Above it, was an unusual sky. One side of it was distinct from the other and at the point they met, was a clear transition . To the right: . A pale, white, washed-out expanse filled with small, black, dense, countless stars . like an inverted photograph of a starry night sky . At the horizon, a black orb sat half-submerged, vast and spherically perfect, its edges bending the space around it into soft lens-distortions. At its centre, was a single point of white light. Before it stood a noble and regal young man . The regal man wore white and golden robes. Long silver hair cascading from the crown of his head and black short hair at the sides. At the side of his face down to his jaw on the left, was a single braid of black hair . His bright blue eyes held the quality of finding the course of events interesting. A pillar of illusory seawater descended around him from the grey haze above. To the left was a black, true dark sky. The stars were as white and sharp as broken glass. At the horizon, was a stellar black hole with it, was an accretion disk that was illuminated with a bright blue-violet light . Before it was an imperturbable, placid young man, who floated in a seated lotus position above a whirlpool, its centre being a bottomless void. He wore a Black and grey kimono. His Short white hair was combed back , while long black dreads were falling from the sides and back. He had a braid of white hair on the side of his jaw ,just like the mirror of his brother who stood opposite from where he was. His expres