A Myriad of Strength! [OPEN]

"Ha, Ha, ha!"

The young male exclaimed as the blade in his hands tore through the air, sweat flying off of his arms. Len, if you want to get stronger, go to the Wastelends! Find someone else who has the same desire, and have fun! The young man remembered the voice of his uncle that had sent him here when he had asked how he should go about becoming stronger.

Training in the Wasteland had been... different. It was solitary, like his life had been before he had met his family. Cero's time had become more divided, Sassy was eternally wandering farther and farther from home... and the rest of their members had vanished. Len's facial features became downcast as he drew up the blade to him, looking at the reflection of the sun in Freddie's blade as he placed the blade into its sheathe at its side.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh~"

His voice rang out across the plains, but an immense amount of voice. It was caused by the being within him, the being known simply as Key. Its ability with sounds was greatly enhanced through Len's own nature as from deep within him his voice was spiritually enhanced, releasing out for miles. "In these wastelands... come prey on this human... if you can..." His voice continued to echo, the tips of his mouth rising up in a smile. He was significantly warmed up, and as he stretched his arms out to either side of his body, the small smile on his mouth became more relaxed as he felt the energy deep within his body stirring, and prepared for conflict to ensue once more.

THEN COME AT ME!