killik walks through the forest. every step he takes is heavy and dead. his arms drag at his sides and his eyes are unnerving and unwavering, he walks with no regard to location or whereabouts, his mind only on the goal before him. his travels come to an abrupt halt. in front of him no more than a foot away lies a fog. a fog unlike any he has ever seen before, a fog filled with darkness unlike any other. things like this would send any normal man screaming, but killik was no normal man. he was not even a man at all. he steps into the fog, his hands caress the heavy cloak and almost in return it caresses him back. like a child with a new pet killik admires the fog. he steps further in, delving into this dark paradise. he does not know of the fog will retaliate. he does not know his next move. he simply wants to live in the now and enjoy this sinful pleasure. killiks body sways slowly side to side.  his long jet black ponytail sways opposite to his body, following its momentum. his eyes close and a soft open mouthed smile forms on his face. so long has the black dragon tried to find his place. to find where he truly resides in the sun or under the moon. today, this day he stands under a full blown moon.

killik flew above the clouds in his dragon form. although no smile shown upon his face, his soul bore a ray of joy. the moon was full and its shine gave the black dragon a sort of dark blue tint.

a door of darkness opened into the street. killik walked through biting a nail "what is this place?" the demolished city struck killiks fancy as he continued to walk. he could feel a dark presence but it was more of the area than a certain person gving off  the feeling "i wonder what happened here" his eyes lloked around btu couldn't spot much of a clue. he sighed and sat on a pile of rubble "wonder what mitsuko is doing? i hope she's ok" killik sighed and kicked a small rock