shadent-emptypuppet started following you
burdened—heart started following you
presidentofesthar started following you
shikiseamstress started following you
hurricane-whip started following you
magitekgeneral started following you
lighthearted-nobody started following you
rebeliouswings started following you
celestestellar started following you
lets-blitz started following you
thedoctor12 started following you
empatheticblade started following you
wishingkey started following you
itsmyluckycharm started following you
miraculouslight started following you
enchantedxnight started following you
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theprivatedickextraordinaire started following

And suddenly, there was a swarm of people. In his graveyard.

That was annoying.

"And who the hell are all of you?" Vanitas demanded, not caring to hide the irritation that colored his voice. He glared down at the crowd with his golden optics from high on top one of the many boulders that decorated the world. He found it quite fitting, though. Standing high above the crowds, like a king. These people were all merely cockroaches to him, if Vanitas wanted to be honest. And just like everything else to Vanitas, they were all replaceable.