((I'm getting involved out of boredom))
As the girl wandered, she pondered her purpose. That much wasn't unique in any way. After all, who didn't ponder such a thing at least once in their lives? Nobody. Nobody didn't. Mainly because he was content with his job, and his whole life in general. But I digress
The girl had power. Lots of it. The kind of power that she never quite knew how to properly use. So for a long time, she didn't. A decision that lead to many lessons being learned. One of which being how to door on her own. But, even the nigh unstoppable got bored, and so she asked herself a question she had asked many times
"What the hell is my name again?"
For the longest time she did not know. But given her power, she always thought it was an equally epic name. Like Ezra, Mary, or Thurman Murman. As she wandered forward, she came across a symbol painted on a far wall. An equal sign with a line through it. It was then that she remembered
"Najimi Ajimu." The girl murmured before looking up at the sky and shouting "I TOTALLY WANTED IT TO BE THURMAN MURMAN!!!"
Najimi sat down and sighed. Why did bad things happen to good people? No matter, she was here, and here was good enough for her to
Goddammit, she had totally forgot why she was here
"...oh yeah." Najimi said with a wide grin. "Now I remember." Gathering the shards of what was, she built what would be the beginning of a new age. A fortress that would serve as a stepping stone.
"Let the games begin." Najimi chuckled
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Asura awoke and let out a groan "where...where am I?" He asked no one in particular. Clutching his head, he tried his best to ignore the migraine currently pounding in his head, he observed his surroundings "...dafuq happened here?" He asked again. This time a little louder it was then he noticed the now forming fortress "...okay, dafuq is happening there?"