Akuma comforts the crying Censor “there there little one”
Censor hugged Akuma. “I-i’m sorry” He hiccuped. His clothes were ripped and his legs were bruised.
(What am I doing ._.)
Akuma comforts the crying Censor “there there little one”
Censor hugged Akuma. “I-i’m sorry” He hiccuped. His clothes were ripped and his legs were bruised.
(What am I doing ._.)