I nodded as the clown turned away and carried on hyping up the audience. However, for a brief moment, the lights shone at the right angle for me to peek into the eye hole of the clown's mask. I only glimpsed the eye of the creature within, but I wished I hadn't. I saw a pitch-black souless eye that seemed to glint with madness and dead joy. Not the natural sort of joy or glee either, but like when you are laughing uncontrollably long past when the feeling of joy has already died. I got the feeling that the clown was just as powerless as I was and enslaved to the whims of the audience hidden in the dark. I shivered as I considered the possibility that they were placed in their position by the very same wheel I was spinning.
Reborn in Danmachi as a Psyker
Anime & Comics · Cruel_Potato
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