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Heh, suuure you didn't. So do you think I should submit Mithrail or make a new character?
MwahahahaHAHAHAHA! I'm back people! Tell me there's room for one more >:D
Mithrail sighed to herself. Sitting through this boring lesson about history made her want to sleep. She wondered if there were other more interesting lessons to take than this.
Jalahards eyes widened upon seeing a woman appear from nowhere and land on top of Shirone. Years of combat instincts screamed at him 'this woman is dangerous!' and he reacted accordingly. The curved sword at his side disappeared in a flash and shot its way towards Reina's head. The blow was fast enough that a crack could be heard as the sound barrier was destroyed, and various objects flew off in disarray. His eyes grew completely black up until the sclera as he entered his 'Three-eyes King' State - a state of being where he could predict his opponents actions by viewing the past, present and future at the same time.
Jalahard looked over his kingdom. It was as prosperous as always. In the days from when he was just a boy, there was always this darkness that settled around the city, than made people unable to come out due to fear. Only later did he discover that this was a result of the Demon Lord Vriskaya's rebirth occurring right inside the palace of the Old King. He chuckled. Back then, he would never have imagined becoming one of the seven (eight to some, including him) heroes that overthrew the previous king, combated the Demon Lord after his revival, and eventually ushered in a new era of prosperity for the Shirandi Kingdom. Half of his companions - the heroes - died and the ones that remained were all wanderers by nature; they refused to become king. So much to his surprise, the young bakers apprentice, him, at just seventeen years old, was crowned as the new king. Four years have passed since then, and his power has grown considerably since, but still not on the level of Dutch, the deceased leader of the Heroes of the Lamp. Perhaps this was due to the fact that there was no longer anyone that could prove a challenge to him? He was once told that in order to get stronger, one must have a purpose and a rival. His purpose was to defend his kingdom, but there was none that could prove a worthy rival. Jalahard sighed, and beautiful dark haired woman approached him. "Why so glum, my king?" His wife, Shirone, a sorceress that he had rescued during the dark times. The sparks of love flew between them but both being stubborn, it took awhile for either to confess, and even longer for a proposal to happen - but that is a story for another time. "I want to get stronger, but there is none in my Kingdom to give me that push I need . . ." Shirone, who was never one to understand his love for battle, just nodded in acceptance. "Well, then perhaps you have to seek outside the kingdom?" "That is an idea . . . but I cannot leave just yet. There is still much to do, and I am not so competent as to be able to solve the kingdoms problems from far away. No, if there is to be a worthy challenger, he is to come to me."
Yeah, I guess strictly one-v-one. I'll get the first post up now :D
Let's get ready to rumblllllle~! xD
Lily was surprised that he was not an Outsider. "You're very brave for following us," she said. "But I think you might be useless. If you want, you can stay with me and Pip, if you're in danger." Lily didn't mean any of this to sound insulting; she was a kid and just being honest about her opinion.
"Hmph, even if we had fought, you hardly look like you'd last ten seconds. I hope for your sake that you don't ever try and challenge me with magic: such things are useless against me," declared Mithrail. "Now if you have nothing else, I'll be heading to my room!" The blue haired celestial turned and walked towards the reception. She was told to look for her room number there. As soon as she got it, Mithrail walked along the corridors looking for the room she was assigned.
Mithrail snorted. "You had better not be lying. You're right anyway; there's no comparison between us, runt, so watch where you're going next time. You wouldn't want to end up like that man earlier, would you?"
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