Snippet #1630060

Lexia was seated against the walls of her room. It was pitch black and the only thing that could be seen is her crimson eyes glowing. She was looking around her room, even though she couldn't see a thing. A quite sigh was heard, Lexia stood up and walked toward the door. Not a sound, not even the sound of her footsteps. The door creaked open, the outside light entered the room.
The light revealed the weapons hanging and the suspicious red marks on the ground of the room.

Walking out, She looked around to see no one. Shrugging, Lexia continued to walk her silver hair following her. Then something hit her. The good Perfectionis, today she would have to try to hunt them down. Her weapon seemed to hum in excitement, the metal shined in radiance.
A small smirk lace her lips, she licked her lips in desire and hunger.

To hear them scream would be happiness to her. Since Castor killed almost everything on this planet, there was nothing to hunt down. So she would have to savor those screams. Dropping the thought, an alarm rung. "Hm.."

Lexia remained calm as she walked. Probably too late..oh well Lexia didn't know how right she was.
Near by there was a small chair and a table, and right next to it was a grand window. Pulling the chair out, Lexia sat down. The window showed nothing beautiful, outside wasnt anything pretty at all..well not anymore.
The buildings out there were destroyed, smoke was everywhere, and the sky was grey. The earth was in pain obivously, but did Lexia care? No, she didnt. Why would she ever care for anything she hasn't experienced or wished for. The only reason why she knew what the past looked like was from old books she found from exploring. "Idiotic World.."
Lexia's weapon hummed louder asking for things to destroy. Lexia replied with a calm voice, "Soon enough.."