𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑

The Guardian of Zone 2
Parody!
Run By 》》》 L

'I'll swallow you like the worm you are!'

Mun is 20 years of age!

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

"ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔍𝔞𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔅𝔦𝔯𝔡, 𝔊𝔲𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔣 ℨ𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔗𝔴𝔬!"

Japhet the Firebird, Guardian of Zone Two

Mainly SFW with Dark Themes

LewdDNI!

Parody account!

#SFWRP #MVRP #OFFRP

Art used in here, banner and pfp was provided by Neo! Thanks again :V

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

The Guardian nodded weakly, the back of his head resting against the window he sat in front of, eyes fighting to stay open.

Before he knew it, however, another spectre had made its presence known, and he was being ushered over to the next tram swiftly.

[── *.。E ɪ ʟ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ @hxzelwallflower]

during travel .

Thankfully , they wouldn't have to wait long .
No sooner had a specter resounded it's presence than she's quickly leading the guardian into the next tram , ushering him as to avoid anymore complications .

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

"𝔚𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚖 𝙸? 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎."

As the naga finally passed out, a pair of Elsen rushed in to carry the demi human outside.

[͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭 🐍͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ @NAGACUDDLES]

sweet release, his orbs turned skyward and closed.

Being just a fragment of what he used to be and remember, now a doomed creature designed to crawl and eat dirt. Such was the fate that 𝖘𝖍𝖊 had punished him.

. . .Except the batter wasn't supposed to meet the guardian at all.

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

He turned to look out one of the windows of the study the two had been situated in, hands still in front of himself.

"𝔖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚢."

[͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭 🐍͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ @NAGACUDDLES]

spare another glance at the terrible figure. This one did not smell like a human; his nostrils told another story: it was an animal made of feathers, fire, coal and ashes.

The demihuman's face looked like he would faint at any second now.

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

+ 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚝."

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

"𝔄 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕!"

The Guardian resounded, hands still clasped in front of himself as he continued on with an air of arrogance to his tone.

"𝔖𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 +

[͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭 🐍͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ @NAGACUDDLES]

full-filling conquest of a lifetime, one of those that make them say "our meeting was arranged by fate". He had come for survival needs.

Half lidded scarlets rose up to the figure. The singer's fired aura was overwhelming and filled him with confusion. Why did his teeth ↓

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

+ 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛, 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜? 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 +

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

+ down to grab gently, before tearing into it with his teeth as a way of blowing off some steam from the pain.

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

Teeth ground together for a while as the jacket was properly secured around the wound and tended to, sharp, quick exhales escaping the Guardian through it all. A small nod of acknowledgement was his only response to the idea of him eating the cooked silver, which he reached +

[── *.。E ɪ ʟ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ @hxzelwallflower]

Taking a moment to tend to it some whilst digging through her inventory , eventually fishing out a small container of cooked silver .

❝ Here , eat this . It should help with the pain a little ... ❞

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

+ to make it to the nearest tram station, mostly thanks to her aide.

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

"𝔙𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. . .𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒."

One shakey footstep, followed by a slight drag of the other leg, and again, and again. The Guardian had been quite reduced in the speed of his ambulation due to this injury, though nevertheless, he'd managed +

[── *.。E ɪ ʟ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ @hxzelwallflower]

❝ That's fine , c'mon . We need to get you to Vesper . ❞

Or at least the next ram track . At this rate she has no other choice than to cross over with the guardian , just to avoid further injury .

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

+ 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎?"

He spoke with purpose, his voice almost radiating a silent anger with each word uttered.

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

The silhouette crouched down beside the naga with an immensely weighted stare, his fiery eyes seemingly able to burn through one's very soul.

"ℑ'𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚞𝚛. 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 +

[͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭 🐍͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ @NAGACUDDLES]

out of nowhere.

He felt confused, enraged, found, all at once for no apparent reason. And so, so weak.

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

"𝔗𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎. . ."

He grumbled out softly, biting down as he felt the article of clothing press against the open wound. Though he knew it was for the best, it didn't hurt any less.

"𝔉𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚎! 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗. .𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑."

[── *.。E ɪ ʟ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ @hxzelwallflower]

❝ Oui , but I'll be damned if I trust you to find sanctuary on your own . ❞

That said , the angel kneels beside him folding her jacket in half before placing it against the open wound . Attempting to soak up some of the blood . No doubt it'd draw attention from

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[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

+ 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎. ."

A sharp wince, grip tightening around that wound with sharp, short exhales.

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

The Guardian looked over at the other with a rather perplexed expression, the sight of someone so at risk in a situation like this caught him off guard to say the least.

"𝔚𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐. . .𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. . ? 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 +

[── *.。E ɪ ʟ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ @hxzelwallflower]

Engaging would only expose her , but given the situation she couldn't ignore Japhat's current state . Scrambling over to him tearing her jacket off in the process .

He needed help .

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

+ piercing gaze beheld the other.

"𝔚𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎? 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘."

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

The thud of the naga's form against the hardwood floor got the Guardian to turn on the spot, staring down at the other with a glare and a low, aggravated sigh.

"𝔖𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎."

The Guardian started, adjusting the cuffs of his suit as that +

[͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭 🐍͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ @NAGACUDDLES]

him in a nauseating whirl of orbs.

Reciprocity. Whose? About what? Why did it seem like they were destined to kill each other? Hold on. He is not ready.

Scaled shoulders trembled, the drag stuttered and, without any support, the naga finally came to collapse in a thud against↓

[── *.。E ɪ ʟ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ @hxzelwallflower]

https://t.co/ooi1DfD0JL rattling you all

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

+ 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚍. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖."

[𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑟 - 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 @wingsscorched]

The Guardian came to a final stop at one of the windows, hands clasped behind himself as he looked out upon the world, a rugged sigh escaping him for a moment. Doubt, perhaps?

"𝔚𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍? +

[͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭 🐍͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ @NAGACUDDLES]

starts to drip painfully into his skull.

The atmosphere has grown heavy over his scaled shoulders. His heart pounds as he grips the wall, vision beginning to corrode. That trill. . . it was from a bird. A large ugly animal with wings that should be. . . should be. . .

↓