Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26896434-20160430120051/@comment-26814804-20160430192657

At least 500, baby.

Iram sliced one more time, cutting the bullet box, all that was left of reality, in two. He repeated the action, shrinking it even more. Again and again he shrunk it, until Chara had nowhere to move, and he raised his blade, preparing to bring it down.

He gasped, as his SOUL gained a black tinge.