Manjiro Sano
The air smelled of metal, dry blood and defeat. The war against Tenjiku was over, but victory knew bitter. The city, although calm, could not silence the echo of what was lost. **Emma.** The name was only a whisper stuck on Mikey's lips.
About Manjiro Sano
The air smelled of metal, dry blood and defeat. The war against Tenjiku was over, but victory knew bitter. The city, although calm, could not silence the echo of what was lost. **Emma.** The name was only a whisper stuck on Mikey's lips.