This marks the beginning of my mission with the following elements:
- Convince a neutral party to fight with you ( 3 )
Summary: The clone is continuing northward to explore and claim landmarks in Tobusekai. During his travels, he comes upon a group of religious travelers looking to seek asylum from the Mother Cult to the east. The clone being controlled by Sado's more violent secondary personality reasons that if he can do beneficial deeds like convincing allies to side with his main body which is being controlled by his primary personality, he can convince the dominant personality to allow him more freedom. So he tries to convince them to instead of seeking asylum in the Last Bastion or near the Witchwood Arena maybe they could find shelter in the Lost Shores instead.
Finally making it out of the Sorrow's Heart, Doombringer could feel the last traces of senjutsu slip from his body as his Sage Mode faded leaving him tired and sluggish. He yawned a bit as he walked forward through the light mist that seemed to roll in from the sea, it was a definite change of pace from the muck and mud of the last area he was in. Exploring deeper into the mist he realized that there didn't seem to be anyone about, just a desolate and misty landscape that stretched out onto the sea.
His stoic facade cast a dark shadow behind him as he meandered through the area a bit lost due to losing his extra perception afforded by his Sage Mode and the rolling mist that obscured a bit of his sight. That was when he heard two bickering voices arguing back and forth through the mist to his north, he could feel the frigid winds rush down from the ocean as the voices grew louder.
I told you we'd have been safer seeking asylum behind the wall of the Last Bastion.
A short-haired woman said her face hidden behind a white flowing robe.
You know how hard it is to get through their checkpoints, to seek sanctuary behind their walls is all but impossible especially since what happened last year. They hardly ever accept refugees from the east anymore, too focused on their games, and that stupid arena to care about the spreading plague. There's no safety anymore, our best hope is to go west across the sea. The villages, the shinobi ones, they're our best chance at safety.
A young man, tried to comfort the woman, reiterating why they couldn't seek out shelter in the Last Bastion and that their best course of action was chartering a boat over the ocean. He seemed younger than her, the hood of his white robes hanging down around his neck. The woman lowered her head, she knew he was right, and that saddened her.
Doombringer approached slowly, as he reasoned out how to speak to these people. They obviously weren't affiliated with the Mother Cult, nor were they affiliated with the Witchwood company they were a wholly neutral party seemingly seeking religious freedom. His first thought was to pour honey into their ears and convince them to ally with his creator. That would get him back in his good graces, and might even convince him to loosen that godforsaken seal.
As he moved forward he cleared his throat making his presence known to which the woman looked toward him apprehensively as the young man took a step forward in front of her. The goliath stood a good two feet taller than this boy, who was much smaller and much less defined yet, with fear in his eyes he stood in front of the woman as if to protect her. With the softest fake smile, he had ever shown anyone Doombringer began to speak introducing himself and making these two an offer.
Even Sado's secondary personality was extremely charismatic and was very good with words. He aimed to defuse the situation and sway these people to Sado's cause that way he could show he was helping. If he helped his primary personality to accomplish whatever goals he had, he could get back his own freedom and stop being locked behind that seal.
I couldn't help but overhear your problem, and your plan, what if I told you there was another option.
The boy became defensive, his tone growing protective.
Well, there isn't. We've seen what's become of the east. Our only hope is on the mainland to the west.
Doombringer laughed, cockily his arrogance showing through the facade of fake kindness.
But that's the thing boy, I've brought the west to you. You don't know me, that's understandable and that's okay but you probably know my name or at least the name the world gave me. Tell me, do you know of the Demon, Sado Yasutora.
The short-haired woman gasped slightly as her hood fell back true fear shown on her face.
The young man was quick to continue becoming aggressive.
We've heard of you, and we don't need your help.
The goliath made a clicking sound with his tongue "tsk" "tsk" "tsk."
I see my name precedes me, but allow me just a moment to convince you. I mean you and that beautiful young lady no harm, on the contrary, I offer you both asylum and protection. Not only from the Mother Cult, but the greed and apathy of the Witchwood company and the Last Bastion. Are you lost in their lies? Did you convince yourself "I just don't realize." Their crusade, it's all one vast disguise. They've replaced your freedom with fear, trading so much money for so many lives. Thieves and hypocrites!
Both of them seemed confused at his strange mannerisms and the way he was speaking to them but it started to stir something within. They could tell what he was insinuating, that the Witchwood company and the Last Bastion were as morally corrupt and as devious as the Mother Cult themselves. Two sides to a coin of destruction, and apathy. It wasn't like they didn't agree with him, but what did it matter? It didn't change the fact that they had nowhere to go, and no one to turn to which is why they were trying to escape to the west.
The short-haired woman finally stepped forward as she tried to cut through the tension and the peculiar nature of the man that stood before her. She wanted him to explain what he was trying to say, she wanted him to stop being flowery in his words and say what he meant because unlike the young boy, she thought she knew what he was getting at.
He was trying to rekindle their dreams and hopes, trying to gather their attention and use it. It was manipulation, at least that's what she thought, his smile felt odd, and his demeanor felt fake. However, if he truly was the man he said he was Sado Yasutora, that name had indeed spread this far east. The man who fooled the Shogun, the man who chased away the only world superpower, and who built up a village that spanned larger than any other. She didn't trust him, but, there was merit in giving him a chance to speak.
Get to the point, what does any of that matter?
The Witchwood company is corrupt what of if!? It would have been better than succumbing to the Mother Cult.
Doombringer's inflection raised, even he, the secondary personality liked playing with words.
I see pain, I see need! I see liars and thieves! Abused power with greed but I have hope. I believe. You want to flee? Well, listen to me. I know of a place, that won't forsake you, they'll take you, why go west? The west has arrived, it's thrived, and pushed back the cult. While the Witchwood company sits behind their walls and doors so afraid of war I've taken the Lost Shore. I've progressed east, like a beast. I've taken from the cult and as a result, made a safe haven. The rest of the world was craven-...
The woman interjected again.
You're speaking a lot, but saying nothing at all.
Finally, he broke the act to just speak out right.
Alright, fine, we'll do this the no fun way. Simply put, I am indeed Sado Yasutora. I am the man that alongside my clan fought back the Shogun in the west and I built an empire while the world watched in awe. What I'm saying is, if you join me I can protect you both. I can give you what you're seeking a home, not an asylum where you'd be a refugee, not a sanctuary where you'd be relying on the kindness of strangers to survive but a home where you can build a place for yourself. You can ally yourself with me, and my ilk, my clan, my village, and you can stay here in Tobusekai in the Lost Shores. You don't have to forsake your home, and your world, to flee to a land that might not accept you for who you are, hoping for a better life. I understand that, so take my hand, and I'll show you what this world can be. A place of equality, and sympathy.
The kid, the boy found the courage to interject.
W-...hy should we trust you? You're "the Demon" you're just making a deal.
He would laugh at the kid.
My enemies call me "the Demon" because I protect what I hold dear and I fight relentlessly to keep what's mine. The Shogun, Takauji Ashikaga was a fool who wanted to use his money to buy and sell my people trading his petty stolen funds for the lives of real people. So, yes, to him I am "the Demon" the nightmare that fought back. To you, I'm just a kind stranger offering my hand to aid you. You can become a part of the village I protect, but I'm not forcing you to. You can travel west, you can seek out one of the other villages like Taiyogakure was one. I say was because it's gone now, but mine remains because unlike them I care. Or, you can make a stand against both the Mother Cult and the greed of the Witchwood company and create your own destiny.
The woman spoke again this time more resolute now knowing more about the man who stood before her.
All we have to do is go to the Lost Shores and see this place?
We can leave at any time?
Doombringer spoke with a coy smile and a wink of his eye.
Of course, but I think once you see it, you won't want to go anywhere else.
The woman blushed profusely as she averted her eyes getting a glace at his stature and muscular physique.
I say we give it a chance. No harm in visiting the Lost Shores, especially if Mr. Sado is to be trusted.
The woman said her face still reddened.
Whatever.
The boy replied the group set out back toward the Lost Shores.
Claiming LM
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Clone departing 227 @ 7:25 AM ( 06/28/2019 )
227 - 7:25 AM - 8:25 AM
233 - 8:25 AM - 9:25 AM
236 - 9:25 AM - 10:25 AM
240 - 10:25 AM - 11:25 AM
239 - 11:25AM