Korosu: Two... Maybe three if you include me.
"To whom does these spirits belong? If you don't mind I mean."
Korosu: Two... Maybe three if you include me.
Old Man : I see.... Nice to meet you Damian.... *he hands over the bottle to him*He reaches out his hand but when the old man stopped, his fingers curled into a fist. "My name.. Damian.. Sir." When the bottle is reoffered, his fingers uncurl from the fist and reaches again for the bottle.
Old Man : I see.... Nice to meet you Damian.... *he hands over the bottle to him*
(Forgot to hit send, lol)"To whom does these spirits belong? If you don't mind I mean."
(Forgot to hit send, lol)
Korosu: ... I do mind, actually. I'll just say they all had my blood... Except for the third. Idk who he is mostly.
Old Man : Yes.... it will boost your physical strenght and you with some training you might be able to escape this place...Damian grabs the bottle and lifts up to eye level, giving it a little shake to test the liquid inside.With an attempt to talk though the bottle, Damian speaks, once again. "Do I drink this?"
Old Man : Yes.... it will boost your physical strenght and you with some training you might be able to escape this place...
Old Man : alright Damian... You see that puppet? *points into the right puppet*, go and punch it normally.Damian tips the bottle slightly, causing a small amount of liquid to fall onto his tongue. Seeing as he isn't dead yet, he tips the bottle more, drinking the water at a quick rate.
Old Man : alright Damian... You see that puppet? *points into the right puppet*, go and punch it normally.
*the puppet head get demolished and destroyed into tiny pieces which put a suprise into your face*He lifts an eyebrow at the command, but does it anyway. He step closer to the puppet and lifts up his arm. He pulls back and throws a solid punch, taking a step closer when he throws. The punch hits the puppet's head and his fist goes toward the ground from the added weight.
*the puppet head get demolished and destroyed into tiny pieces which put a suprise into your face*
Old Man : see... your physical indurance and power already boosted up, when we finish our training you will be ready..
*alright we gonna do some timeskip here*A smile cracks, spreading, a suppressed laughter is heard. "I'm ready for training!"
Korosu places his hand on Luke's shoulder." What's the matter? "Luke's head lowers, looking away from Korosu's eyes. "Alright.." He looks around the ground, his attitude seems more timid today.
*alright we gonna do some timeskip here*
*after 2-3 weeks of training very hard*
Old Man : you grew stronger.....my training is pretty much done with you now....*he smiles*, just one last thing... the time zone here dosent effect the human world time zone... specially in this part of the underworld... a year can pass and it barely a day in the human world..... alright lets have some rest for now.....
Korosu places his hand on Luke's shoulder." What's the matter? "
(Im going to go w/the time skip here to even things out.)A drop of sweat slides down his forehead, passing his eye, and down his cheek. Before the drop has time to reach the end, Damian puts his hand on the side of his face and wipes the drop off. As a end of training joke, Damian tells a poorly thought, rushed joke. "Can we rest for a day then?"
Luke's face goes void of the timid look and turns to a look that consists of no thought, "No idea."
(Im going to go w/the time skip here to even things out.)
Korosu: Cool... Lets get back to the village... I think we should rethink everything we're doing... I'm sure my allies should be there... Be aware, you're part demon, so it wont be comforatable there for you.
(Weeks later, we arrive at the village, mostly deprived of food. )
Korosu: GAAWD! I'm so frigging hungry!
The area we are in, for some reason is dead silent. Not a single cry, or word. The anti-demon seal seems to be working just fine though, since Lucas' body starts to feel a bit heavy, and majority of his demonic abilities have become restricted.Luke's hair dangles over his face as he slumps behind Korosu, from a combination of lack of energy, hunger, and from being annoyed at the words, as they've been said so many times. "Please be a bed, please be a bed, please be a bed." Luke, one that's always sleeping.. Still wants to sleep.. Cause forget the fact you're starving.
(Bright Shadow side... Damn you're good.)The area we are in, for some reason is dead silent. Not a single cry, or word. The anti-demon seal seems to be working just fine though, since Lucas' body starts to feel a bit heavy, and majority of his demonic abilities have become restricted.
Korosu: Man, where is everyone? Someone is almost always standing guard... Anyway, up that hill should be Ms. Arai's home. We should be safe there. More walking for us it seems. But look on the Bright Shadow side.
As we arrive inside of the building, Korosu takes notice to Lukes condition. "I see its affecting you a bit. There should be one around here somewhere. Go wild, nobody should be here in this mansion. Shiina used to live here, after all."(Bright Shadow side... Damn you're good.)
The weight starts to take effect on Luke's body, his footsteps start to cause deep imprints. Luke's body had been impressed with the same kind of artificial weight before, leaving him with only slight slugger movements. From the restrictions, Luke's hair seems to darken, the scar going down his face ripples. "Is there a bed anywhere here?"
*Two people enter the mansion. *Arai: *sitting on on the roof of her house deep in though as she tie of the blind fold flaps in he wind*
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Sephora: *a mile ahead of korosu taking a nap*