#MODERN VERSE! MODERN BERSE! MODERN VERSE! MODERN VERSE!

[withinstarrynightskies]

@slayingblades

There’s many things Yushiro hates about the modern era.

He hates how it’s harder to hide from the prying eyes of humans, he hates how everything is illuminated in bright screens, he hates how he’s crammed onto a small area for walking- shoved in between hundreds of people.

Right now, Yushiro is hating how hard it is to find someone. The city’s gotten big, too big to the point that tracking down where someone went has become a near-impossible task.

But Tamayo asked him to do it, so he will.

The cities are nothing like they were a thousand years ago, when everything was slightly more bearable than now. Slightly more tolerable than the current situation.

His creator always speaks of embracing change, but Yushiro doesn’t think he can embrace this.

Finally, after an hour of endless walking, of having screens shoved into his face and burning his fucking eyes off, the demon manages to find the person he’s been looking for; located in a secluded area of the city (that’s a rare sight nowadays).

“Hey.” Yushiro calls out, eyes narrowed in a distasteful glare, voice a little more sharp than it usually is.