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Old 07-17-2013, 04:37 AM

Careful step after careful step, the sounds of rusted metal and dirt patting against the footsteps of a young male making his way down the deserted streets of what seemed to be ruins of an old city were easily heard. This pure silence felt as though it would stretch across the entire city endlessly and never would anyone ever be spotted around these parks. Obviously enough, that wasnt true one bit those large GIAs robots roamed around the darkest corners of this city as well as this entire planet. Yukito had come across meeting many of these creatures already, there had been a few times he has gone up against them and end up defeating them with much strain on his own body.

Most of the time the reason behind why he had always been so successful in defeating the GIAs was due to the large beasts always underestimating Yukito because of the fact that he was blind. Never once has his true eyes been seen other then on the space station he was born on, ever since he had left he had always kept his eyes closed to anyone and everyone around him.

Soon enough the white-haired male had come to a complete stop as he exhaled a deep sigh before turning his head left and right down the middle of a large intersection. Making his way over toward the nearest destroyed bench which resided in the middle of the road, Yukito had ended up taking out his violin before he had began to play a soft tune to himself. The path that he wished to go in search of answers was nearly at an end by now. He was no longer even sure what he was to do or if he was even certain that he would ever find his answers. While he had played his violin however, the sounds of loud crunching metallic footsteps were heard nearby his area and rather then it being one of them which Yukito normally heard it seemed to had been about three of the GIAs. It had to have been some sort of scouting party of sorts, whatever the case maybe the young male had continued to play his violin without any care in the world if the GIAs heard him and were coming his way.