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Giga God Crunchmeister
No sin evades his gaze.
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"..."
Giorno said nothing, his leading position at the fore of the group having since been replaced with Clark as he was left to apprehensively make his way down the dim corridor with everyone else. Somehow, even when surrounded with allies, people who he knows are more than capable of crushing any threat that would come their way, it felt as if Giorno was alone. Like at any moment, in spite of all the precautions taken and all of the power consolidated into their core, one among their massive group could be picked off.
Like a deer wandering through an empty forest in hunter's season, not even realizing that it's in danger until the trigger's been pulled.
Giorno's hand curled into a tight fist once the laughing started. His slow, methodical approach collapsed as he began to surge towards the noise. Even as Touma called out for Elliot, Giorno was already walking past him, further into the darkness. Further down the road.
"Come on," he said to Touma without looking back at him. "We're close."
That was the only way humans could absolve themselves of 'fear', Giorno thought. Moving ahead. Approaching the point of fear before it had time to react. Layout the road for others to follow, instead of allowing them to stumble blind. Someone had to be the one to take the 'first step'. He ignored the voice, his fists tightening and his pace speeding up.
And yet, Giorno didn't know he was walking towards danger.
@Atomic Knight @Josh @Ver @Whoever
View attachment 6578
"..."
Giorno said nothing, his leading position at the fore of the group having since been replaced with Clark as he was left to apprehensively make his way down the dim corridor with everyone else. Somehow, even when surrounded with allies, people who he knows are more than capable of crushing any threat that would come their way, it felt as if Giorno was alone. Like at any moment, in spite of all the precautions taken and all of the power consolidated into their core, one among their massive group could be picked off.
Like a deer wandering through an empty forest in hunter's season, not even realizing that it's in danger until the trigger's been pulled.
Giorno's hand curled into a tight fist once the laughing started. His slow, methodical approach collapsed as he began to surge towards the noise. Even as Touma called out for Elliot, Giorno was already walking past him, further into the darkness. Further down the road.
"Come on," he said to Touma without looking back at him. "We're close."
That was the only way humans could absolve themselves of 'fear', Giorno thought. Moving ahead. Approaching the point of fear before it had time to react. Layout the road for others to follow, instead of allowing them to stumble blind. Someone had to be the one to take the 'first step'. He ignored the voice, his fists tightening and his pace speeding up.
And yet, Giorno didn't know he was walking towards danger.
@Atomic Knight @Josh @Ver @Whoever