While the surrounding world was struck by fear, the creature remained enthralled, the glow of lunar light slowly pulling it back to another time. One when it had first surfaced. But as emotions began pouring in, the steadfast armor began to shake from its solid shape. With every feeling that washed over it, bringing it closer to its original state, a wave of restlessness would follow. Before long, a sense of yearning was clear. The creature felt...incomplete. And since these feelings could not be undone, it instinctively set its gaze on the moon, hastily shooting dark blades from its sides.<br/><br/>In an instant, everything that blocked its view was sliced apart, branches raining down into the water before breaking the silence with a deafening crash.<br/><br/>As the moon sat alone in the sky, shining down without mercy, the creature began to stir; its body rising from the water as it gazed from afar. Yet as it did so, the dark armor struggled to keep its form. It had already been thinned by the far-reaching attack, but the now fading stability left its center exposed - enough that, if one looked closely, they would find a silhouette at its core. One in the shape of a human.