Stifling from his inability to believe that he too is a monster incarnate. Blood of his blood, deemed a God by his adversary, and trapped within a cycle that held him in a caliginous pit of self hate and despair. He longed for an escape, but he’d find solace in the eyes of the
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i am eagerly awaiting the day that i change all. there will be no gods or goddesses, there will be no fear , no death , it will be flawless.
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The space between them.
Blade held towards the heavens, a single swing was used to encompass the brown haired creature’s entire figure, should his sense not keep up with his gaze. Then he’d surely be cut in half.
“ an introduction seem a bit too formal, but I’ll indulge in your inquiries.
My names is mutsumi, nothing special.”
His hands fell to the handle of his steel, before he revealed it to the sun. illuminating rays were used to blind his target, as he decreased the
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“ Abate this feeling? You? “
Crossed pupils glimmered with combative desire, a history of vitriol and ruin present in the fire of his eyes. The word savage did not him justice. He was a hurricane, that once defied even fate itself.
“ And who are you? “
It was unlike him to have a antipathy nature towards someone he barely knew, but something about this guy made his skin crawl.
“ let’s abate that feeling….
Savage god.”
Right heel thumped against the floor in repetition as the Monkey King anxiously bounced his leg.
“ I haven’t had anybody to fight in 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, it’s kind of makin’ me restless . . . “
Temperatures began to decline after the setting sun.
“ will our paths ever cross again?”
He couldn’t help but ask with worry draped over his words, looking deeply into the flames.
Despite his own equanimities, he knew her feelings all to well. Such a lonely place for those born into a world with no one or nothing. His eyes drifted into his own palms, bruised and covered in scars. Still, he found solace in knowing he’d make a difference in this world
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He’d resist the urge of being reproachable, but honest to the best of his ability. Now, running his finger through his hair. He blew into fire increasing the flames of the camp fire.
Removing Athena from his sheath. he place her by the flames to gain warmth as the
He reached into the pockets of his kimono and pulled out a wet stone, he’d used to sharpen his on blade. Athena would never dull, so it no longer seemed useful to him. His palm extended he offered it to her out of respect for her achievements.
“ it would seem that our eye’s have become more aligned then you think.”
Her words resembled his so much that it was almost to uncanny for him to disagree.
“ final you’ve escaped the dark, breathing air that is finally yours for the taking. Despite my own hypocrisy
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Leave. As an. . An ᴀʀᴄʜɪᴛᴇᴄᴛ, it's my duty to set the world to rights if I have the power to.❞
She inched closer into the offered spot, swallowing the lump in her throat.
❝It's our responsibility to. . At least try to bring these worlds to peace.❞
He part Hayabusa but also a deity of this planet a gift from his mother he’d lost just days before there meeting.
“ I’d like to offer you sanctuary in the Hayabusa mountain should you need a place to rest and regain some peace. “
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Outward.
Her company had softened something within the deepest part of his own hatred. She had been more to him then a mentor, but a mother; In some odd way.
He couldn’t sway towards her hereditary hatred for the one’s who caused her harm, but that shouldn’t suggest that he didn’t understand. His life was a lie for those in power to control and manipulate his decision. The name Dante made him look in other direction.
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The last time we crossed swords was the last, if you want to kill me as recompense then so be it, I won't fight back, but you will let me do what I set I to do.❞
In this forest I’ve seen nothing but blood shed and misery And I can assure you that peace can only be found within oneself….
But I won’t stop you from what you desire and quite frankly I’m sure that no one can. “
He smiled, before offering her a sit with his hand
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