...The crimson morning light illuminated the quiet city of noir, the beauty it emanated was nothing short of mesmerizing
Down in the streets of this quiet beautiful city a lone figure emerged out of the shadows of a creepy looking alley
With tattered clothes and rough dirty looking long hair,he dragged himself down the quiet streets...
it was the early hours of the day so the streets were so serene,a person or two walks past every now and then, going about their business,but one thing they all shared in common was the long stares of both fear and bewilderment they all gave the creepy figure walking past them ..
He was like a sore thumb in the vicinity, ...at first sight you might think its just a crazy beggar kid, but on a closer look ,he had blood on his face and reeked of it allover like he just emerged from the gashing wounds of a dying beast....
On his back laid an obsidian great sword strapped round his shoulder...it almost looked comical because the sword was even bigger than the wielder, but no matter how much you looked at it....this kid was a monster to wield such a blade and still walk steadily for a long distance
A few moments later a sudden change occurred that sent every soul in the vicinity into panic....the temperature of the whole perimeter dropped to a deadly chilling limit ....
"it's over kid...give the gem..." a gentle elderly voice resounded from the skies above, making everyone hold their breath and looked up
And there stood a man...hovering in the air, with his gait as straight as a spear and sharp as a sword...with the rising sun behind him,he looked like a deity with a golden halo above his head ...he exuded pressure on everyone making them feel like to bow and pay homage to him...but one look from him made them feel like there was a dagger pierced deep in their soul,ready to tear it to shreds
And there the boy in question didn't even spare him a glance and just continue along his way...only that his great sword has left the comfort of his back and was now held tightly in his grip..
"we don't have to do this boy ....just hand it over" the man continued only to receive a deep beastial growl in response...
"The wielder....never....breaks ...his word...I promise....t..to ..find....you..." and so the boy kept mumbling beneath his dark tattered hair and moved on along his way
"tsk ....tsk ...I guess there's no other way..." the man clicked his tongue and said with a hum and next thing he became a blur , appearing in front of the kid in an instant with his tachi raised gracefully to only get parried away calmly by a great sword.....
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"Arrghhhhhhhhhh!!!! you fucking bastards....damn it !damn it! DAMN IT!!!"
an almost inhumane shriek resounded in the room followed by giggles,then came a crashing sound and more curses...
Kyle sprang up from the bed in rage of been woken up with hot wax on his bare chest, although he was raging but he still appreciated the giggles coming from his junior sisters downstairs
"Why must they always be this ruthless?? Urggghh'" he pulled at is hair with a groan as he sprang up from under the sheets.
It was 7 am in the morning and Kyle had a big day ahead of him, today was the day he was finally going to go on a joyride with his crush...he rushed into the bathroom to freshen up ,he stood at the mirror for a while staring at his own image , he got this weird feeling coming from his chest as his dark eyes stared deep into his own eyes in the mirror, he could've swore he was staring at another person, because although Kyle was a good looking youth at the age of eighteen, his body shape was still average on a scale of ten, he stared at his now toned chest and porcelain doll like skin, he felt like he went through a heavy and special refinement
He dazed and subconsciously rose his hand to feel his face , staring deep at his reflection he saw a mark on his wrist that was like a bangle tattoo
"?#$!!fuck!!!, When did I get this??"
He caressed his wrist gently and that was when he felt a sharp pain in the head as images flowed in, Kyle yelled at the top of his voice till his voice went hoarse, he collapsed on the floor as he was drenched in cold sweat, his consciousness was slowly but gradually slipping away from his grasp
"Kyle..??" A gentle voice sounded in his head
" Kyle what's going on ??....Kyle !! "
Jasmine yelled in fright as she saw Kyle cold on the floor , she was his only sister and had ran up to his room after she heard a heart shattering shriek, she was scared witless because he wasn't responding....
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"You must take this to her... remember your word wielder. You gave me your word"
Kyle opened his eyes to see boundless darkness that kept on wriggling giving him the creeps, but the angelic voice sounded from all direction...he was only lost in a second of confusion when he heard jasmine frightened screams and he jerked up immediately
"Such a wierd dream, was I dreaming?? Who was that??"
Kyle frowned as he asked
"WHO WAS WHO?? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?? WAHHHH!!! HE'S GONE CRAZY,CRAZY ,CRAZY!!"
Those were the words Kyle got as reply as he stared at the crying jasmine with a wierd look on his face
"Jas?? Why are you crying??" He asked with a dumb expression
"Huh?? You're actually okay?? Wahhhhhh!!!! You scared me..... really scared me..." Jasmine replied with shock before falling into his arms to continue wailing
Kyle and jasmine lived with their parents in Kronos.... although their parents were never around so they stuck together
Jasmine was only 14 but was so beautiful and cute, had a very lovable temperament that drew a lot of people to her, she had lots of friends and currently her best friends were waiting for her down stairs
While Kyle was the lazy headed pretty boy in town
Kyle sprung up and cleaned up before leaving the courtyard to go see his beloved....
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"He's on the way" a soft sigh was released from a dark corner in the sparkleblizz bar
It was very crowded and bustling, but in this dark corner sat an other worldly beauty that even brightened up the corner
She has been there since who knows when but noone dared to approach because she was the one and only daughter of the mayor of Kronos whom noone dared to offend
Cheyenne was a type of American/asian cross breed
She was 16 but emitted the aura of an old geezer, she was charming and enticing but at the same time poisonous,she was born with heaven defying strength that noone dared to taste
Currently she sat there cooly waiting for her long lost treasure that has finally resurface on this lowly plane of lazy mortals and fell into the hands of a trash among trashes to arrive...