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A Grim Man's Journey: Demanding Entrance [Hell's Gate] [Open]
Sun Dec 20, 2015 11:52 pm
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It wasn't a normal thing for the Kokuryuteshi Realm's Ruby Commander to enter the Demon's Realm, it was even more so not normal for him to stand on the boundary of Hell's Gate & Domain. The second odd thing had to be that he was here with reason, why many things drifted in his mind with the madness that ran across it, this seemed to be the exact place that he wanted to be. After arriving from his own means of dimensional travel, he made his presence known to the world around him, a presence that signaled of a human, but a slight demonic tone to it, with the ancient demon blood that ran within it. The final thing that might be sensed was his Death Energy that lingered with him as well, he had no intentions of hiding anything, within due time, with or without speaking with someone, he would attempt to pass through the boundaries of hell, and from there, he didn't know how his allies or his own comrades would react to such an attempt.
From this Yako stood, holding his signature scythe to the ground, leaning against it, he seemed to show a frustrated expression as his reasons for being here, brought it upon him, it was something that was personal to him, the Kokuryuteshi Realm, might have guesses as always with, why he would come here, but none of them were probably absolutely accurate. Wearing his organization's uniform of choice for the Ruby Cross Commander, it shouldn't by any means be hard to identify him for anyone that was aware of his homeland. In all honesty, he had no exact idea, who would even come to meet him, but he was certain with the presence that he gave off, if no one came, he would take it as they had accepted his entry and going about what he was seeking out of his travels. He would sigh as he tried to calm himself, but he just wasn't the kind of person that was one to stay calm or sane, so many thoughts and words, maybe even voices bouncing around inside of his head, that there was no such a thing as mental clarity to Yako Grim, on most occasions.
Looking around, the Ruby Commander, noticed that the land that surrounded the gates of hell were rather, very fitting of what they were. From the many bases of Shadow Fall's, he expected a greeting of some kind, or better put, an acknowledgement of his presence. He knew that the Kokuryuteshi Realm and Shadow Fall were for the most part allies against common enemies, but he truly wondered how they would take to the commander that stood only a little bit away from the domains of hell, itself. He pondered if it would be in anyway a situation similar to how, the Kokuryuteshi Realm would handle a Shadow Fall Visitor at the gates of Exavil, since that was the most restricted area in all of the realm, for now.
With the way that Hell has been brought back into the realm of the demons restored, it was part of why this reason in being here, came into existence, it was not something that he could let go of, for it would be too dangerous for even him to let it go floating in the space of his crazed mind. It took a great deal of his focus to bring himself to the matter at hand. Yako wished that he had the clarity that he had once had in Australia, but that was something that did not come with every day that he lived. It was after all the death of his parents that brought him to the cliffs of insanity, it was only through the surrounding presence of death that had awoken a mind, long suppressed even now. He need acceptance, and not in the way that hell would normal deliver, for he did not intend on this day to become a prisoner of hell, but he knew that it likely could become his fated end, if he did not tread careful in his travels.
This was after all a mad man's task, something that could very well be done by a thousand other people and get the same result, but he very much expected something a little bit different at the very least, this was the way of Yako Grim, One of the Last Descendant of the Reapers. A group long forgotten by the time of humanity and demon kind.
"Come forth soon, I hope, for my patience is a very thin object." Yako would state clearly, not caring whether someone heard him or not.
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Re: A Grim Man's Journey: Demanding Entrance [Hell's Gate] [Open]
Mon Dec 28, 2015 6:24 am
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“..hmm..”
caught adrift, floating amidst the volcanic crag, and the desolate roaring flames of hell’s “outermost” layer. Animum had been relaxing, contemplating and more or less going with the flow. Enjoying the despair, not to mention also enjoying the souls of the damned which ebbed and swelled with the sea of flames beneath. caught lounging, it had taken her a minute to identify the slight tremor that signaled someone who was portaling towards the boundary of hells outermost layer. Her eyes lazily sliding open amberish-gray irises peeking out from beneath her thick veil of lashes. Eyes sweeping across the landscape, intent on finding the source of the disturbance, although she still didn’t honestly have a clue of what she was going to do per say once she actually located it.
It had taken her then a moment more to glimpse the shape of a man, one who was holding a rather large scythe bladed end resting against the ground, yet that didn’t quite satisfy the feeling of deja vu that had overtaken her, almost like she had been drudging up some memory from the murky depths of her former “hosts” memories. a name came to the front of her mind, sticking there like a timid question.. not quite sure if it was accurate she exhaled and tested the waters rolling over and lowering herself from the electromagnetic perch she had created for herself so that she could lazily float there in the sky.
”..Yako.. Grim Is that you?”
her voice echoed aimlessly across the vast expanse of crag and rock as she spoke her feet touching down, the naked pads of her toes sizzling and hissing as they came in contact with the warm rock below. yet the sizzling pain was just that, pain. Nothing more than an inconvencience to be pushed aside as she decided to ask a more, standardized question for the time being. Continuing on with or without a confirmation that this person was indeed “Yako Grim”
”..What is your business here? You seem quite a ways from home”
finally with formalities out of the way, yako himself might recognise the body she wore, for it used to belong to a former shadow in the k-world organization. . or was it current? She really didn’t sweat the small stuff anymore it was all irrelevant in the grand scheme of things. Yet she still ran through her mind the many ways this individual could respond, what she could do if he reacted favorably, and how she could fix things if he acted unfavorably. The probabilities of coming out of a potential spat unharmed, and how much effort she herself was willing to expend on this sudden encounter. but more than that? She was quite honestly also hoping this would help alleviate some of the boredom she had been subject to while floating amidst the lava-flows.
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