Teaser: Ryosei accidentally catching Eika dancing to Joji's "Slow Dancing in the Dark" right when she catches him watching her. Suffering ensues.
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The minute Ryosei saw his status screen after several weeks of being with Eika, he knew that his life was going to be forever hell.
It was one thing to jump him in the alleyways of the city and nearly decapitate him in the name of training his senses and reaction time.
It was another to set his bed on fire to help him build resistance to the element.
It could also, grudgingly, be acknowledged that yes, kidnapping him and putting him in various dangerous scenarios could help him develop a sense for danger and for escape.
And perhaps doing something, like forcing him to study various magic circles until his hands and tongue bleed and his head spun from mana deprivation so he could practice and learn them, was justifiable.
But her invading his mind in the form of dreams to teach him mind resistance was crossing a line he didn't know he had until he saw it on his resistance template.
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Username: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei]
Age: 23
Race: Newborn Demon
Variety: High Royal Demon[Sealed]
Titles: Cannibal, Mixed Ancestry of Dracula[Repressed], Mixed Ancestry of Satan[Sealed], The Persevere, The Desperate One, The Damned
Class: [???] *User's class has yet to be identified*
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Level: 10
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HP: 3800
MP: 2400
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STR: 180
VIT: 224
AGI: 183
INT: 286
TEMP:100
Stat points: 00
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Elemental Attributes:
Darkness: LV3
Shadow: LV4
Blood: LV1[sealed]
Winter: LV3
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Skills:
Penetrating Gaze LV3
Icy Breath LV12
Eyes of Seer LV2
Night LV2
Perception LV5
Night Vision LV7
Enhanced Senses LV7
Regeneration LV2[passive]
Eternal Youth[passive]
Quick Movement LV6
Predict Danger LV12
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Inventory>Items: Beginners Guide to System, Beginning Weapons Chest, Skill Stone(s): 2, Newbies Guide to the Supernatural World
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"System, show resistance template."
{Loading [Resistance Template for User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei]...}
{Acquiring permission to access [Resistance Template for User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei] from User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei]'s Demon Turner, User: Aiyuki Eika[Azrael Mortius Lucifer Aiyuki Eika]...}
{Permission Granted!}
{Loading [Resistance Template for User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei]...}
{Loading complete! User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei] now has access to [Resistance Template for User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei]! Would User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei] like to access template?}
"YES!" he exclaimed in a loud voice. He silently cursed Eika and the fact that she restricted his access to his template. I mean, it was HIS to begin with, not hers, so what if it was probably crappy? So what if a demon appeared and tried appraising him and his resistances? It was likely a rare occurrence to begin with!
(Of course, due to the main protagonist debuff, Eika's insight was actually spot on.)
{Loading... Loading... [Partial Template] aquired!}
Ryosei thought he was going to have a full blown aneurysm from how his blood pressure rose from seeing the window.
"What?! Eika, you little piece of- hah~... y'know what, I'm just gonna count my blessings. Count your blessings Ryosei, count your blessings..."
To his ultimate chagrin, right when he was about to access the partial template he heard Eika's damning voice. He tore his hand through his too-long ash white hair; "I'm gonna need a haircut soon...", he mumbled to himself while Eika popped up by his side and exclaimed, "Guess what! I'm taking you out to a little club/hair salon! Your hairs a wreck and you still owe me so it's not a problem, right?"
Ryosei ignored how her tone darkened at the end of her sentence as he huffed, "You know, just because I accidentally saw you dancing on your lonesome with some imaginary partner doesn't constitute an entire month of torture— gack!!"
In one swift movement, Eika swept his legs out from under him while simultaneously getting behind him and jabbing him with her fingers on several pressure points; she then proceeded to knee him the kidney before finally pulling him into a choke-hold.
Her movements didn't even take a second before Ryosei was all but incapacitated, his arms hanging numb from the points she'd pressed and his legs were shaking from the pain of holding his heavy body up when his freaking kidney felt like it just exploded... which it might've.
He tried escaping, but when she'd swept his feet out from under him, she also hit his nerves...
There he was, a 6'2" noodle man who was dangling helplessly from a 5 foot nothing midgets skinny arms while his numb legs dragged on the floor behind him as Eika began to move.
He sighed at his existence and the world he was living in now, silently wishing for a slightly different world where things were simple, where he was still human, and he didn't have a tortuous but gorgeous girl who watched over him.
Ryosei then proceeded to just give up; when Eika was in one of her willful moods, it was sometimes best to relax and enjoy the ride instead of continuing to scratch your nails on the ground while she dragged you away. He found it to be far more stress relieving that way.
While she dragged him away, he chose to read over his resistance template:
{[Resistance Template for User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei]}
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Poison Resistance: Immune
Darkness Resistance: Low
Mind Resistance: Lower-middle
Fire Resistance: Lowest
[Note: User is susceptible to [Fire] element, and such gaining resistance is difficult.]
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{[Note: As per User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei]'s Demon Turners instructions, User: Ryosei Mors[Kocho Ryosei]'s Resistance Template is incomplete and only accessible through Demon Turner, User: Aiyuki Eika[Azrael Mortius Lucifer Aiyuki Eika]'s permission.]}
Ryosei sighed again. He had a long way to go before he was strong enough for Eika to relinquish his independence and freedom...
If only he knew, when that steadily and swiftly approaching day came, he would be left in tears...
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Eika sighed, shaking her head when she saw her precious charge sleeping as she dragged him along, his brow furrowed and his body still tense as she had conditioned it to always be ready for an attack.
She smiled a bit at the fact that he was taking to her teachings so well; as a reward of his persistence in his first training month, she made a space of anti-gravity around him, allowing to float within a certain margin of area while she continued to act as his tether.
She knew he was exhausted, and he had every right to be when she was quite literally messing with his reality. Every night, she would create a dream world that she would superimpose on reality, forcing Ryosei to run and hide from her as she chased him. It was technically a fixed match, as no matter how far or how hard or how fast he ran, she would always be able to find him.
The dream world was after all HER realm. No way a child like him would be capable of breaking free from the one who was christened the "White Nightmare" 's dream world. Although, considering he was just getting into coping with invasions of the mind, he was adjusting at a frankly ridiculous pace; seriously, he was able to evade her grasp even faster nowadays.
She smiled in satisfaction in seeing Ryosei's adaptability. She found that to be his greatest strength; though he was neither the cleverest nor the strongest, he was very open-minded and capable of incredible change within a miniscule time frame.
Eika found that characteristic to be invaluable when dealing with an unpredictable and overpowered being like herself. Although... the training needed to become even more intense for him to be able to escape big-shots like her, but to go even further in her body's condition...
Eika paused, letting out a ragged and violent cough, her snowy hand holding her mouth as her body trembled slightly. She removed her hand from her mouth, a bitter smile adorning her face as she gazed at the red liquid that decorated her beautiful hands.
"I really need to get a check up with Upgrader to make sure the seals aren't fading, otherwise this homunculi won't last much longer..."
A wry chuckle expelled itself from her mouth with a musical tonality, her twin eyes gleaming sadly as she knew that with her ever growing power, the mortal frame that had been customized and created for her was beginning to fail on her. She needed to fix this and possess a new body, or find a way for her current body to have a better support for her abilities. Otherwise...
"Man, I really don't want to leave the Mortal Realm yet... it's always fun here; I'd rather not deal with all the political drama one such as myself is consigned to. Guess its my fault, getting excited over having someone who relies on me by my side again. It's been so long since I've had anyone...."
The lonesome hybrid who could only be despised or loved by all could only stare at the cityscape of humanity under the moonlight, a mournful loneliness on her face. She didn't want to be alone again...
Yes, loneliness was the one thing she feared; it reminded her of that cold iron cell from long again, that place that had been full of excruciating trauma and mind-numbing pain. So that her selfish desire of never being lonely again could be realized, she had to get her framework fixed again. And the only way to do that was...
"It's time to go clubbing! Heck yeah, two birds, one stone baby! Woohoo!"
The white figure charged into the night life, a fearless smile on her too beautiful face.