GavinG

Being a contract killer is easy, if your good at it. Well that's what I would have said, if I was still an active one. Now I'm just some wandering gunslinger tryin to rid the world of evil and finding a purpose.

Direct Bullet

The woods in the west:

Cracked in trees as a heart shaped emblem is embedded in the trunks, swiftly moving like a predator on the hunt as a figure roams through.

Stopping abruptly as a silhouetted person slings their pistol around blasting at trees, with every shot accurate , the person states, I need to get sharper.

Watching on as the wild life in the the woods gaze at the training of the gunman with perplexed but also scared expressions at the destructive display.

Getting much faster as he dashes about and firing at every which way with precision, sweating outrageously, pointing his gun at a humongous tree so far.

Opening his mouth to let his vocal cords sound, the person says a loud, Heart Bomber!

Shooting out of the barrel as bullet goes sticking right in the tree, the bullet then explodes with tremendous power, as the wood chips float in the air, the purpled haired person says, I must harness my heart a little more before I see them.

End of Chapter 358

Harnessing the Heart!