baraquiel

Expedition to Isekai

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"H-How long has she been like this...?" Asahi leaned in and whispered to Juro while Ayana, or as whoever it was that called itself Oros the Clumsy, kept babbling on about Akito's fate, seeing the future, accepting the truth, so on and so forth. Wasn't there like documentaries about cult leaders or something like that? He was pretty sure Japan had some of those too and he was also pretty certain he was looking at one right now.

He looked at the other Awakened to see their reaction and see what they knew about Ayana's case. It couldn't possibly be a manifestation of her Fascimile, a unique ability so powerful it spawned another being inside her that had consciousness and a way with words. Could it really foresaw the future or was it all just bibble-babble to make it seem like it's all knowing?

"You claim you can see someone's future with your... Endless Eclipse or whatever it is you call it." Asahi said to... He'll just call it as Oros because it was clear Ayana was not talking at all. "How about you use that power of yours to find out a way how to fet us out of here? Assuming we do want to accept your 'truth', what assurance can we get that you can protect us with your power when you can't even heal the injured or fight back against monsters? Did you even help setting up the camp? At least cook the fish, forage for anything to eat? What else did you do besides spitting out saliva everywhere?"

He didn't know why but for some odd reason, this Oros was getting on the pink lad's nerves. "I don't know what kind of abomination you are, some sort of parasite or whatever, and I don't care anymore. That is Ayana's body you're staying in. Not yours, hers. Besides, I will not allow you to divide us even more than we already are. We barely survived the mornings and nights with all of us together. So take your righteous crap and shove it up yours. Leave Ayana's body now, or else..." Asahi flexed his fingers and his pink threads waved around like a jellyfish's tentacles in the open sea.

"I'll make you leave."

The New Marvels: An Avengers Academy RP

Heya! Let me know if there's anything I need to edit on this. I'll edit on the Relationship sheet later. Hope you like him! ^u^

Caspian Lionell

"What does it feel like, to be truly happy?"

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Real Name: Caspian Lionell

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Alias/Nicknames: Cassy, Moonlight, Albino Weirdo, Vampire Freak

Color Choice: GhostWhite (F8F8FF)

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Appearance: Standing at 5'8", Caspian looks like he bathes in milk since his birth due to his unnaturally pale skin complexion, making it a stark contrast against the richness of his red eyes. He always keeps his shoulder-length blonde wavy hair up in a ponytail, and dresses in otherwise black dresses or those leaning on the darker tone, with long laced sleeves and black boots for comfort while running and walking along the perpetually wet streets of London, making him look like a widower in the 18th century. His physical frame is more on the leaner, thinner side as well due to him not being that physically active. With a beauty mark under his left eye, many confuse him as a woman but he doesn't care about gender constructs or whatever people might think of him. Most are also baffled with how he always keeps an indifferent expression on his face, making it seem like he's hard to impress or he easily gets bored of someone and something when in reality, he's always curious about a lot of things.

When he uses magic, the color of his powers manifest in ghostly white as his eyes turn to that color too.

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Personality: Caspian is a quiet individual who's used to speaking when spoken to. When left alone to his own devices, he can be content with himself while he observes his surroundings. Due to his upbringing and both his parents' neglect to nurture him in the right ways, he was deprived of the chance to learn how to empathize with other people which makes him seem cold-hearted and dead on the inside. He's very goal-oriented and stops at nothing to achieve them even at the expense of hurting other people which is unfortunate since Caspian is naturally good-natured and it's not his intention to indirectly hurt anyone either. Now that he's free from the clutches of his parents, the young warlock can finally have a chance to see the world in his own eyes, his own thoughs, and his own feelings. He is excited to know more than just dark magics and other ways to hurt people, though he only hope his willpower is stronger than his own bloodline.

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History: Agatha Harkness was one of the most powerful witches of the planet. Not only did she manage to fight toe-to-toe against the Scarlet Witch, she was also the founding mother of Salem which inspired many witches all over the globe to form their own covens too. After her defeat against Wanda Maximoff, she managed to break free from the Scarlet Witch's curse and escape to London, remembering she had unfinished business there. See, in her centuries of living, it was quite impossible for Agatha to not have a fling with mortals here and there. Although she helped sire many children, she eventually left them under the care of their biological fathers and turned her back on them after realizing they didn't inherit the ability to conjure magic. Well, all except for one actually.

Dr. Harry Lionell was a psychologist and professor at a prestigious university, and years ago, he became one of Agatha's test subjects to exploit the human psyche using dark magic. Impressed with the professor's innate thirst for knowledge, she decided to have a child with him. Disappointed that Caspian came out the same as his other siblings, Agatha left London and decided to pursue other ways to gain more power. At that point, something in Agatha's magics corrupted Harry and made him desperately in love with her. When she left, he loathed Caspian as he thought she left because of their baby.

Baby Caspian would've died to neglect if his grandmother, Dr. Lionell's mom, didn't come and take him under her care. He was the happiest he's ever been during his childhood as his grandmother was always there for him no matter what. When she passed away, social security services put him back under the care of his father whose anger towards the kid only grew when he thought his mother died because of him. Harry, in an effort to move on from Agatha, already re-married another woman with a child the same age as Caspian. Needless to say, Caspian wasn't shown a speck of love in that household.

His powers manifested when he finally snapped from his step-brother's bullying and after he broke the doll Cassy's grandma gave to him. Ghostly white magic poured out of Caspian's hands and seeped through the other boy's psyche, breaking his mind beyond repair and leaving him in a vegetative state. He would've been murdered by his 'parents' if it weren't for Agatha cursing them, succumbing them into madness. Despite never seeing Agatha for almost his entire life, Caspian knew in his heart the woman was familiar to him though at that point he didn't care at all, as long as he was away from his abusive 'family.' As the pair walked away and blended into the crowd, the house they turned their back from became engulfed in flames.

He was elated as he finally met his biological mother and thought he will finally feel what it's like to have a family, but it was quickly short-lived. She was no different to Harry; Agatha took Caspian under her wing and taught him everything he needed to know about magic and her teaching methods were ruthless and violent. She made him hurt so many innocent animals, destroy the lives of innocent people, all for the pursuit of power. She twisted his mind, making him think power was the only way for him to protect himself from other people that wanted to hurt him. In reality, Agatha was just planning to siphon his power from him once he reaches the point in his life when his powers were at its peak. She could've taken it all to herself anytime she wanted, but she's the type of person that wants to save the best for last. She lived for hundreds of years, she could spare a few if it meant making herself stronger to be able to get vengeance against those who wronged her.

Just as she was about to teach the lad about dark magic, Doctor Strange busted through their house along with other disciples of Kamar-Taj after collecting intelligence reports of her siphoning off the mental psyche of innocent civilians to empower Caspian. A great battle ensued within the Mirror Realm, with Agatha summoning beasts of darkness to aid in her fight against Strange. The forces of good eventually won and when the battle ended, Strange found Caspian huddled against a corner shaking in so much fear and years of abuse and trauma. Agatha escaped once again from their clutches, but Strange focused on taking Caspian in at Kamar-Taj to help hone his powers, a feat he thought was easier said than done. After talking to Wong and consulting with Professor Hulk, Strange decided the best course of action for Caspian was to enroll him in the Avengers Academy program. He thought that what Caspian needed the most was an environment where he can mingle and be friends with people his age, to finally learn what it's like living without fear, and most importantly, to be able to find out how he wants to live his life under the guidance of nurturing, compassionate adults.

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Powerset:

• Magic - Caspian is a direct descendant of the founding mother of the Salem Coven. As such, the natural ability to harness magic flows through his veins. Under the tutelage of Harkness, he was already able to accomplish feats compared to other witches and warlocks his age which include firing of white energy bolts, levitation, and telekinesis.
• Mental Manipulation - His main magical ability, Cassy is able to interact with and control the minds of others. He can run through their memories, know their darkest secrets, trap them in their own minds, manipulate their emotions, and make them relive their trauma. Most of all, he can manipulate other people to do his bidding.
• Runes - Runes are archaic symbols a magic user can cast on to a specific location. Depending on the nature of that rune, that specific area will continue to be under the influence of the rune's magic until the caster wills it to end or the caster loses consciousness or focus in any way, whichever comes first.
• Arcane Knowledge - He has learned a lot under the teachings of his mother and the mystic arts teachers at Kamar-Taj. Plus, having access to their library meant he could read about anything magical for as much as he wanted.
• Light Magic - In an effort to counteract the negativity of the magic his own mother taught to him, Caspian has started to learn how to do Light Magic specifically on healing physical wounds.

Equipment/Paraphernalia:

• Sling Ring: A mystical item that allows the user to open a portal to any location or even a different dimension.
• Sir Nicholas the Stuffed Rabbit: A stuffed rabbit given to him by his grandmother when he was a kid. A remnant of the memory of the only person he loved and cared for.
• Archibald the Ferret: A ferret managed to run through the portal Caspian conjured while he was still practicing how to use the sling ring. While his teachers from Kamar-Taj wanted him to return the animal, it was Wong that gave him permission to keep it as a pet as long as Caspian takes care of it. He named the ferret Archibald and they've been inseparable ever since. He even brought Archibald along with him to Avengers Academy under the pretense of being his emotional support ferret.

Weaknesses:

• Trauma: It's no surprise Caspian will develop trauma and stress from the years of abuse, neglect, and mental and psychological manipulation he suffered from his own parents. Sometimes he'd even be scared of using his own magic and experience panic attacks, making his spells erratic and unfocused if he lets himself get overwhelmed by all the negative emotions. It's also made it very hard for him to trust and open himself to other people.
• Very Magic Dependent: Take away his magic and Caspian is entirely useless in battle.
• Physically Not There: What he makes up for magical stamina he lacks in the physical one. He is so physically weak just a few steps of stairs and he's already catching his breath.
• Baby Warlock: Compared to other more skilled magic casters and despite his many magical talents, Caspian still has a very long way to go to becoming a strong sorcerer. Witches and warlocks with far longer and better formal magical training can easily sweep the floor with Caspian.
• Non-Confrontational: Due to his experiences living under his father's roof, Caspian became so non-confrontational that he'll run away and hide to prevent himself from getting hurt even at the expense of leaving his teammates behind.
• Spell Complexity: The bigger and more complex the spell is, the more Caspian will have to put in the time to concentrate on conjuring it and keeping it activated. This will make him very vulnerable to attacks.
• Right or Wrong?: Caspian has a twisted sense of moral compass thanks to his mother's tyrannical teachings and manipulation. He's trying to learn which is good from evil, but he will desperately need someone's help to overcome this.

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Issue #0/Testing Post:
At a hospital somewhere in London, Harry Lionell had survived the fire that claimed the lives of his wife and her son. He suffered terrible burns all over his body and the doctors even admitted that he might not even have that long to live due to his injuries. He stared at the ceiling of his dimly lit room, ready to accept the fate that befall him. Suddenly, the room was lit up with golden light from a portal forming out of nowhere. Out emerged was Caspian Lionell, dressed in the uniform of the students of Kamar-Taj. He was leaving for New York the next day to attend the Avengers Academy but having learned of the state of his father, something within him compelled him to go and visit him.

"You." Harry said with so much loathing in his voice. "You made A-Agatha hate me, killed my mother, my wife, her kid, and now I'm going to die too. I bet you're happy now, huh? I bet you're fucking happy you managed to destroy my life. Go on, gloat! Laugh all you wa-" His voice was coarse and he coughed heavily, his lungs suffering the worst from inhaling all that smoke.

Caspian only looked down at his coughing father with his bright bloodred eyes and it was hard to know what the lad was thinking at that time. He slowly approached him and stretched out his hand towards Harry, his palm facing him. "I can still feel the remnants of mothe- Agatha's magic on you, f-H-Harry." He stammered, trying so hard to push down the feeling of fear creeping up his voice. "I can try and-"

"Don't ever come near me, you fucking freak!" Harry angrily said, his eyes filled with so much rage towards his own son. "I regret the day you ever came into my life. If you hadn't been born, Agatha wouldn't have left me, and my life wouldn't be in shambles. You're a monster, you good-for-nothing-"

Harry kept on telling Caspian how much he despised him, as if those years of living under his father's roof wasn't enough already as he doubled over into a violent fit of coughing again. He really didn't know what he came here for... Contentment? Justification? Guilt? Satisfaction? The longer he stayed, the more he could remember all those traumatic experiences. His hands shook, his heart skipped a beat multiple times, and he's finding it harder to breathe. He needed to get away from him for good. Forget everything that ever happened in the past and start over.

Caspian turned his back and saw the portal was still open. It led back to his room at Kamar-Taj. All his stuff was already packed in the suitcase and Archibald stared at him in curiosity while clutching at Sir Nicholas. Seeing the rabbit made Caspian remember the warmth of his grandmother's love, and he could feel the fear in his heart gradually fade away.

He turned around to face Harry once again, his burned body covered in bandages, the monitor beeping slower beside him. His eyes were closed and he's finding it harder to breathe. He was very close to dying, Caspian could feel his life force fading away. Knowing what he must do, he approached his father and hovered his hand over his head. He flexed his fingers and white-colored magic seeped out into Harry's mind.

"You are Doctor Harry Lionell." Caspian started to say and tried to manipulate the memories of Harry despite not being used to it. "You have no memory of meeting Agatha Harkness and you will have no memory of having a child with her. Your mother wrote you letters while you continued to make apple pies with her until her death. Years later, you met married a beautiful woman and treated her son as your own. All was well until a gas leak caused an explosion at your house, killing your wife and your kid and burning you. De... Despite that... D-Despite all that... You lived... You lived a fruitful n-normal life." Caspian stammered, tears running down his cheeks as his focus faltered and messed up his spell. He took his hand away and walked back to the portal, but not without taking the time to look back one last time. "Goodbye... Father." He said solemnly before walking back to Kamar-Taj and closing the portal.

"Goodbye..." Harry said as the monitor flatlined and he finally succumbed to his injuries. As the doctors and nurses rush in to save him, the last memory in his mind was holding baby Caspian in his arms. Gone were the feelings of hate and resentment in that memory, and instead he felt the joys and excitement of being a first-time dad. "Son..." A tear ran down his cheek as his heart went finally still.

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The New Marvels: An Avengers Academy RP

Hello hello! Are you guys still accepting?

Expedition to Isekai

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As the sun gradually set over the horizon, Asahi was growing more and more frustrated and disappointed with himself.

He and Duncan spent the last couple of hours healing Maki and Yuki. For the pink-haired lad, physical injuries were the easiest ailments to heal but also very painful. For the most part, he could already see which parts of the body he could fix which was a good thing. The bad thing was being connected to his patient meant he could feel whatever they felt

During the entire process, it wasn't just Maki holding back tears. Both of them groaned and whimpered at the same time as he fixed her broken bones. He was moreso psyching himself up more than Maki and at the end of the healing, Asahi was much happier than she was when it was all over.

He could never get used to the whole 'literally-feel-what-they-feel' thing he got going on with his Fascimile. He was never the empathetic type and more like the selfish type that got what he wanted from someone and use it as an advantage for himself. While it was nice Asahi had full-on access to his target's hopes, dreams, desires, fantasies, fears, regrets, shames, and secrets, he felt that getting access to their emotions and pains was the drawback despite it being probably helpful to figuratively connect to someone.

However, despite his newfound power, it seemed that Asahi still had a long way to go when it came to Yuki's case. No matter what he did, no matter how long it took him, he couldn't get anything out of his classmate at all. It was like wading through a thick fog. He could see glimpses, faint silhouettes, but he could never see clearly beyond himself. Was it really the end for Yuki?

Asahi almost didn't want to go to the meeting so he could keep on prodding his classmate's mind, but ultimately decided to join in with the rest so he could at least do something more fruitful.

"Yeah. Sure thing, I guess." Asahi shrugged when Masato told him it's better to join in with the rest of the Unawakened. While Duncan had the healing blood, Asahi's pink threads were more vital to ensure the survival of their classmates, Awakened or no. He didn't want to boast to Duncan but there's no need to really. Besides, the farther Asahi was away from all the fighting, the better.

"Hunt the beasts? The same monsters who almost succeeded in killing us?" He raised an eyebrow at Shun. "We still don't know the full extent of their abilities and their intelligence. We don't want to start a fight in the enemy's homebase. Although..." He rubbed his chin and pondered for a bit. "It would be ideal if you guys could capture a beast or two alive for me. Let me see if I can use my threads to connect with them, sift through their memories and knowledge about this place. Maybe it'll work, maybe it won't but it's worth a try."

Asahi stretched his arms and legs out. "I do agree with the night watch thingy. Four or five people along with at least one Awakened. I've gotten enough rest so I volunteer to be on the first watch. Helps with watching over Yuki too. I still can't get a hold of him. He's alive physically but his mind is like..." He sighed sadly. He clearly didn't know what the future had in store for their poor classmate.

"As for my idea, and I know this is already like shooting for the moon, I just thought it would be very helpful if some of us managed to get to a high viewpoint. Climb the tallest tree, hike a mountain, I don't know, just to get a general image of the place we're in and where we could possibly go next. Take a picture maybe or draw a rough sketch of a map, stuff like that. Too bad none of us developed the power to fly but who knows? Maybe some of us are just late bloomers."

Expedition to Isekai

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Upon waking up, Asahi panicked for a second when the sky was black. When he realized it was just night, he softly groaned and stretched his limbs. "Ugh, I feel so hungry..." He grumbled, rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes as he turned to face the other direction. He saw Sasuke smiling and nodding at him while eating skewered fish. Asahi blinked at him, his mind still hazy from overexerting himself earlier and using too much energy.

When he realized it was indeed Sasuke and he wasn't dreaming, Asahi nodded back in greeting. "Hey." He simply replied before closing his eyes. Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise that he was still exhausted even after a deep sleep, but he was thankful for that because he wouldn't have been able to contain his joy and excitement upon seeing his classmate alive and well.

The memory of what Sasuke was like earlier this morning was burned into Asahi's mind. The purplish lips, the ashen white complexion, the way his heartbeat was getting slower and slower. He vowed to never let that happen to him again. The vow was also for his other classmates of course, it's just that Sasuke will always have first priority.

Asahi spent a couple more minutes resting and getting his bearings before gradually sitting up properly. Yawning, he looked around his surroundings and found that the group had made camp by the lake. He was both surprised and delighted to notice their group had advanced so much that they started building walls. It's definitely an improvement from the last time.

"Please, please. Save the applause for later~" He teased and waved his hand at his classmates when they were noticing he was up and they greeted him. It was only right that they acknowledged him and his Awakened power. Sure, Duncan had the golden blood that could heal anyone but Asahi's connection threads made sure everything was in proper order.

When he noticed Yuki was still sound asleep, Asahi grimaced. "That doesn't seem right. Is Yuki still sleeping this entire time?" He asked Maki while he reached out to place a hand over Yuki's forehead. He did the same to Sasuke and felt his forehead and neck, smirking as the youth looked as handsome and energetic as ever.

Asahi then snapped his fingers multiple times. "Alrighty then. Someone get me food. Lots of 'em. I need to eat to replenish as much of my energy as I could so I can go check out Yuki's situation. Daisuke, go ask around if anyone's feeling funny or something hurts with them and tell them to come here to me. Duncan, be ready in case we're gonna need your blood again. Try to make the hole smaller this time, save up your energy as much as you can."

Expedition to Isekai

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"Oh... My gods..." Asahi shakily said, exhaling and laughing in exhaustion and relief when they all managed to save Sasuke's life. To see him breathing peacefully and to hear his heart beating steadily, Asahi felt so elated that he could jump for joy-

Except his vision dimmed even more now and his mind was getting numb from so much exhaustion. He doubled over and almost vomitted over Sasuke, his eyes watering as he tried to squeeze them shut and will the overwhelming sleepiness away. Words could never describe what Asahi felt while he's connected to Sasuke a while ago. It's like every nerve on his body was on fire and he had never felt so weak in his life.

The aftermath of that connection was still felt by Asahi's body. He pointed a shaky finger at Yuki, motioning for his classmates to bring their other unconscious classmate over. With the help of Duncan's golden blood/healing potion and Asahi's connection, they managed to save h8m from the brink of death. While Asahi did manage to get a peek at the lad's memories, he wouldn't think of them as much now.

As soon as Asahi felt Yuki was safe and he broke the connection, he fell sideways on the grassy ground. He's too exhausted to even lift a finger, his body now falling victim to the consequences of experiencing all the pain and suffering of the classmates he connected to. As he finally succumbed to slumber, the last thing he saw before he shut his eyes and drifted into dreamland was Sasuke sleeping peacefully.

Unfortunately, he fell asleep just as things got more interesting.

Expedition to Isekai

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"W-Wait, not too much..." Asahi worryingly said, his hand on Duncan's arm as the latter poured his golden blood into Sasuke's parted lips. Asahi was way past the disbelief of the thought of ingesting someone else's blood, yet he was still concerned about Duncan especially with the way he moved around as normally as he could despite the very obvious open wound he had. Not only was Duncan practically immortal but, if their theory was proven right, his blood could probably heal too.

Asahi would definitely tease Duncan of being like a religious figure under any normal circumstances, but not right now. Not when Asahi's breath stuck in his neck as he and the rest of the group watched how Sasuke's body was affected by the golden blood.

As soon as the first drop went down the hatch, Asahi let out almost a laughter of relief when Sasuke was being healed almost instantly thanks to Duncan's power. He didn't look like the undead anymore and with each passing minute, he looked more and more like that of his original self with the colors returning to his skin. Asahi felt even more relieved when he could hear Sasuke's heart beating so strongly. Perhaps a little too strongly, in fact, but again Asahi didn't care about that at first. Finally, they had something they could use to heal and save their classmates!

However, that joy was short lived when black rotten blooded gushed out of every orifice of Sasuke's body. It was straight out of a horror movie, with the way his body was twisting, his bones grinding, and his joints cracking as he was also drowning in poisoned blood.

"NO! I TOLD YOU IT WAS TOO MUCH!" Asahi screamed in anger and terror as he pushed Duncan away. He put his hands on Sasuke's shoulders to try and pin him down but his body was just convulsing violently, darkened blood splattering all over Asahi's clothes and the grass around them. Asahi couldn't help but cry again and, in perhaps one last effort to save the only man he admired, he connected again to Sasuke's temples using his pink threads.

"Sasuke..." On top of the fish he ate, Asahi could also feel the effects of Duncan's ichor-like blood coursing through his system, giving him like a short burst of energy that he could use to help refuel that forge within. No matter how weak that fire would be, no matter what he will experience upon his reconnection with Sasuke in his current state, and no matter how much of a toll his own body would take from all these factors, Asahi will still try his best.

Expedition to Isekai

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Asahi really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ughhhh..." It seemed like the world was spinning and flipping over at the same time. His eyesight dimmed and he could barely keep his eyes open. His stomach must be growling like one of those morbid beasts they faced yesterday. On top of that, he could barely move a muscle.

All in all, it was a tough day for the pink-haired lad.

Despite that though, Asahi did gain something else from their connection which related to Masato and his past. That was certainly an interesting tidbit about their supposedly calm and cool class president but it's not something Asahi could make use of at the moment. Besides, there were other pressing matters to attend to.

Asahi tried to squeeze the sleepiness out of his eyes as he reached out to put a hand on Sasuke's forehead. He's getting colder and paler by the minute, and Asahi's heart would be beating like a jackhammer in panic when he wasn't smacked on the face by a fish.

It slipped off down to his hands and he took a minute to process what happened. Fish... Fried fish... Food? He nibbled a bit and it was like an explosion of flavors went into his mouth. For a guy who was starving to death and had used all his energy throughout the day, this simple fried fish was probably the best food Asahi had in his lifetime.

He devoured the fish ravenously, taking out big chunks of its soft meat and savoring the crunch its fried scales made against his teeth. He was so engrossed in his eating he didn't notice the commotion happening right next to him.

"What the fuck?" Golden blood spilled out of the hole on Duncan's chest. Grass and plants grew and creeped more towards the source of all the gold blood like it was nourishing them. Ayana did her best to contain the wound as much as she could while Shun, being Shun, dipped her finger into Duncan's wound like he was a chocolate fountain to taste the blood.

Too exhausted to even be disgusted, Asahi did the same thing. He reached out, letting a few droplets of that rich golden ichor into his palm. He then put the half-eaten fish down to rest Sasuke's head on his lap. Asahi opened his lips and poured the blood into his mouth. He didn't know if it worked but at this point, everything was on the table.

Expedition to Isekai

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The last time Asahi felt this much exhaustion and hunger was when he was a kid, on his first time waking up at the crack of dawn to join his father and grandfather to catch fish. They were only out in the waters for fifteen minutes.

This was just one of the many embarrassing secrets the pink-haired lad had kept to himself. Only his family and a few of his closest friends knew about some of these secrets and he made sure nobody else knew about them. It took him years to build his reputation as this cool, calm, and calculated individual, and it only took a couple minutes of him crying and being a mess to destroy all his hard work. It didn't seem like the others noticed nor cared about him showing weakness at all but for Asahi, it's all that mattered to him.

He did however learn the hard way that reputation meant nothing when one was stuck in a world where everything's set on killing him. Every minute they all spent on his god-forsaken version of their Earth was hell, and Asahi even thought that this world was actually it.

It didn't matter, none of that mattered anymore now that they have two people who were dying right before them, especially when one of the people dying was the boy he admired from the sidelines for years. Gods, his throat was parched from dehydration and crying his heart out. Despite not having any more strength left in him, he kept gripping Sasuke's shirt as his way of stopping him from going to the other side. He could hear the others talk and felt the presence of Duncan and Masato sitting at his sides. His hands gradually relaxed as he reached out to both the boys, pink threads now more fragile than before reaching out to connect to both of them. Once the threads made contact, all three of them were fully connected.

Asahi had all this pent-up emotions of anger, exhaustion, desperation, sadness, grief, and terror that he didn't know how to release. Upon connecting, all those emotions came crashing down like water from a broken dam. Masato and Duncan might feel extreme pain from the onslaught of all these very strong emotions but for Asahi, for that brief moment, he felt a bit of clarity like someone helped take the load of his shoulders. Just like with Tsubaki, Asahi could also see glimpses of memories that didn't belong to him. Thoughts and feelings, basic knowledge about stuff he didn't know, they all crashed down on him as well especially since he was mentally connected with two people now.

In the midst of all this, despite the hurricane of all their different memories, emotions, and experiences all mixing together, it's the fact that they're Awakened that helped anchor them to their own consciousness and sanity. Each of them had their own unique abilities while they all had the superhuman aspects about them as well. Their Facsimiles, joining together like pieces of the same puzzle, reminded them that they could make the impossible possible, do feats no ordinary human could do, and hopefully, achieve miracles.

Asahi couldn't contain the connection that much longer anymore. Soon enough, they snapped back to reality as his pink threads dissipated into nothingness. Still, that connection that they had might be the key to solving their crisis and save their two classmates. Hopefully.

"Well?" Asahi said, his sassiness coming back even for just a tiny bit now that he had a newfound sense of clarity thanks to their connection. Perhaps after all, not all hope was lost. "You boys better think of something to save these two because I don't want to lose them, and you both know just how much I hate losing."

Expedition to Isekai

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"Oh god... Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god..."

Asahi kept muttering in a state of panic. This could not happen, not like this. Asahi was supposed to be at the finish line with Sasuke, triumphing over others. He was supposed to die like a hero, not succumb to pathetic internal bleeding. If only he ventured out further into the forests, if he only finished off the hulkphant earlier, if only...

His tears kept dripping down Sasuke's unconscious face. Even now, he knew he was at death's door with the way his skin was turning paler with each passing moment. Asahi then noticed his hands shaking and he thought that the only time his hands would shake like that was when he was so frustrated at himself for not achieving his goal. He could only hope Sasuke would not become another one of his reasons.

"Fuck... Fuck... Oh god..." He took in a deep, shaky breath and closed his eyes. He concentrated as hard as he could, focusing on that forge within him, scavenging for something, anything that could help him help Sasuke. Alas, it was all in vain. He was not powerful enough on his own right now. He was beyond exhausted and he hadn't had a proper meal since last night.

"I-I need... I need someone like me." Asahi said to the group. "I need someone who has superpowers like me. I-I-I need to... Connect with you and-and-and share this... thing to Sasuke so he could... Gah!" He yanked on his pink hair, frustrated that he couldn't properly explain how his powers worked. It wasn't as simple as super strength or forming weapons so it was difficult to put the functionality of his Awakened power in words. "Please... Anyone...?