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Tono Dias(Tono Dias(Middle)), the regal assassin whom did not belong in Pandorum, walked the sidewalks, his visible eye half open, and a discontent look on his face. Anyone who saw him would be sure to avoid him, but in all honesty, he was the good guy. Boom! Crash! A half-dead fragment burst through a building, landing not too far away from him. Suddenly, a blue haired man shot holes into the poor being with some type of energy, killing it, and making it look like swiss cheese. He then preceded to rant about how strong he was, and laugh, before dragging the poor soul back to the Time Seeker's head quarters. He shook his head at the not so rare occurrence before him, did they think that just sacrificing fragments would lure him in? If that was their reasoning, they were poorly mistaken. Any mass sacrificing of souls would do, but they probably did it because the Fragments posed the greatest threat, or maybe because, from what he had heard, the fragments were gearing up for war? It didn't really concern him, it was funny to watch them kill each other for something as trivial as survival, or for ultimate power. He snickered, and walked on. There were buildings destroyed, craters in the ground, yet, serenity still made it's way back through. It puzzled Tono, sometimes, how the populace could go on, knowing that such a terror roamed their streets. Soon, Tono walked into a park, and sat under a tree, looking as a girl dressed as a witch made her way through. Another fragment. He thought, putting his hands on his chest.