He sat on the edge of the lookout, looking down at the clouds below and the world further down. He had a faraway look in his eyes, as if he couldn't actually see what was going on in front of him. He glanced in either direction before pulling off his left hand glove and staring at the skin below. It looked as though someone had pumped black dye into his veins, dark lines running along the length of his hand. He knew very well why they were there, joining 2 souls together puts enormous strain on the body but when you have 3 it begins to tear away at the very fabric of your spirit. The corruption in his soul had begun to actually destroy his body.

He pulled his glove back on, unless he did something, the damage wouldn't just end at his body.

OOC: Don't I kind of have 3 souls? >_>

OOC: Oguri keeps everything in balance remember.

OOC: Whew.  Close one. ^^,

OCC: what kind of topic is this must someone come or is this just a note to everyone?

OOC: Just character development, nobody would know so it hardly makes sense for other people to randomly turn up.