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((Let's try this again.))
Asura looks around. Slightly confused
Asura looks around. Slightly confused
@supertinyking
Asura silently follows the blue haired woman. Seeking answers as to why he was in the middle of a battlefield. Of course that would take a bit longer as he was also busy staying out of harm's way
Asura silently follows the blue haired woman. Seeking answers as to why he was in the middle of a battlefield. Of course that would take a bit longer as he was also busy staying out of harm's way
@supertinyking
"thanks." is all Asura says in his last wavelength borne message to the stranger before he rushes through the portal
"thanks." is all Asura says in his last wavelength borne message to the stranger before he rushes through the portal
@supertinyking
"not gonna help us out?" Asura asked via madness wavelength "okay. But could you at least get us out of here?" he knew it was probably a long shot they'd hear it, but it was something
"not gonna help us out?" Asura asked via madness wavelength "okay. But could you at least get us out of here?" he knew it was probably a long shot they'd hear it, but it was something
@supertinyking
Asura looks at the figure from afar. Since he probably wasn't close enough to communicate without yelling and giving their position, he decided to make contact another way
"are you just gonna stand there or what?" he asked. Well, not so much asked, but mainly creating an auditory illusion using his madness wavelength
Asura looks at the figure from afar. Since he probably wasn't close enough to communicate without yelling and giving their position, he decided to make contact another way
"are you just gonna stand there or what?" he asked. Well, not so much asked, but mainly creating an auditory illusion using his madness wavelength
@thewizardguy
theme music
Asura stood there. Paralyzed by the fear that had haunted him his whole life. As his skin began to peel off however, his fear proved unpredictable as asura's worst memories surface. The peeling skin reminding him of the actions taken to seal him away
"....no...."
The eight hundred torturous years he spent came flooding back to him seemingly all at once. The centuries he spent in that bag. Skinless, bloodless, unable to break free from the prison he grew to hate. The prison that trapped him with his terrified thoughts
"Please no...."
Asura fell to his knees. The memories rushing back. His madness pounding at the doors of his mind. Threatening to burst out and rampage. He remembered the deaths he caused centuries ago. The way he betrayed his closest friend. All the sins he committed when fear and insanity guided his actions like a deranged puppet master.
"I can't... I won't..."
His head pounded now. For these memories weren't part of his fear.
They were his life flashing before his eyes. The life he lived as a demon.
In his last moments, asura remembered the path that made him a demon.
"...not now..."
Curiously, his spiral into nothingness seemed to stop seconds before he disappeared completely.
"Not yet..."
His peeling body then seemed to piece itself back together. Asura took no notice. He was too concerned with the nightmare before him.
"Not today."
Fighting back his madness, asura took a step towards his adversary. His body reappearing with increasing speed. Even as he walked toward the nightmare, his skin scarves rose in anticipation. He no longer cared about the fear that plagued him. He refused to let it get the best of him. Not now of all times. Not when his life and the lives of others were on the line.
Not when he still had so many inner demons left to fight.
((About time he had a moment like this))
theme music
Asura stood there. Paralyzed by the fear that had haunted him his whole life. As his skin began to peel off however, his fear proved unpredictable as asura's worst memories surface. The peeling skin reminding him of the actions taken to seal him away
"....no...."
The eight hundred torturous years he spent came flooding back to him seemingly all at once. The centuries he spent in that bag. Skinless, bloodless, unable to break free from the prison he grew to hate. The prison that trapped him with his terrified thoughts
"Please no...."
Asura fell to his knees. The memories rushing back. His madness pounding at the doors of his mind. Threatening to burst out and rampage. He remembered the deaths he caused centuries ago. The way he betrayed his closest friend. All the sins he committed when fear and insanity guided his actions like a deranged puppet master.
"I can't... I won't..."
His head pounded now. For these memories weren't part of his fear.
They were his life flashing before his eyes. The life he lived as a demon.
In his last moments, asura remembered the path that made him a demon.
"...not now..."
Curiously, his spiral into nothingness seemed to stop seconds before he disappeared completely.
"Not yet..."
His peeling body then seemed to piece itself back together. Asura took no notice. He was too concerned with the nightmare before him.
"Not today."
Fighting back his madness, asura took a step towards his adversary. His body reappearing with increasing speed. Even as he walked toward the nightmare, his skin scarves rose in anticipation. He no longer cared about the fear that plagued him. He refused to let it get the best of him. Not now of all times. Not when his life and the lives of others were on the line.
Not when he still had so many inner demons left to fight.
((About time he had a moment like this))
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