Hearing a womans voice, Akaza turns is head to glance over his left shoulder. Realizing its his now sensei, he fully turns his body toward her providing her his full attention. As she spoke Akaza would notice a few birds flying in the area, he would hold his right hand out, allowing one of the small light colored birds to land upon it. Suddenly a foreign scent would reach his nose as the world around him began to fade. Cautiously Akaza would turn his head from left to right and back to the left, wondering what the f*** is happening and why does this feeling being sent through his body feel familiar. His name would ring through his head, like a morning alarm, immediately Akaza’s eyes would open wide as he looked down.
What’s HE doing here ?!
Suddenly being grabbed by his throat
Lord Muzan?!
Akaza would rotate his eyes up to see if this was really Lord Muzan, but as he did so, the image of Lord Muzan would begin to haze away along with the feeling within Akaza’s body. Reality would start to trickle back, with the surrounding training ground becoming visible again. Akaza reached for his throat with his left hand, lightly grabbing it as he turned his eyes to his sensei. Thinking to himself, “This btch is crazy”.. Although with that same thought he smirked, he enjoys the thrill pumping through his cold veins. Complying with her directions and the visual example she provided him. Akaza would focus the natural energy his body passively absorbs and use it to manipulate the very hand he were holding the bird with. With his right hand growing double in size and fingers resembling claws, he would begin to grasp onto the bird, tightening his grip slowly, hearing the small bones within the bird begin to crack. Akaza would then stop squeezing the bird and swing his arm outward aligning with the side of his body and rotating his right hand, with his palm toward the ground before loosening his grip, dropping the bird onto the training ground. As he spoke his right hand would revert back to normal.
You’re mind games are amusing, but the difference between dreams and reality, is that I’m a nightmare you can’t wake up from
With a menacing smile lighting up his face, Akaza knew he would some day find this woman again, this time not on the training grounds. The thought of fighting her brought him enjoyment, seeing how powerful she could be.