{Chaos Island} Welcome Home; TelcinVohlis's Ancient Hidden Stronghold

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Learning this morning that she is abandoned by her allies and her family is taken from her, Hanako grieved over her sudden loss. The only group left for her now are her relatives known as the Children of Vohlis as Hanako hopes for a way to return to her family once more. With Caveman as her guide and Shizuo Hewajima as her bodyguard, Hanako ventures into Chaos Island, where Caveman claims to be where their ancestral home will be located.

Hanako Yadomaru Iramasha Junior Hitpoints 200/200 Ranking 5-5/5-5 It was instantaneous as Hanako was just walking into the portal from Earth and now she ends up on Chaos Island. However, in front of her was the ruin that feels familiar. With Shizuo behind her and Caveman entering the portal, Caveman steps ahead of the two a purposeful march as the snow was thick enough to cover half of Shizuo’s shin, while to Hanako, the snow can cover her entire shin due to her petite body frame. “Hmph. Snowed recently here. Mind that Chaos Island did not get its name for being Iramasha Territory, the climates are far different than we would be used to.” Caveman informs Shizuo and Hanako while Hanako is looking around. “Malcolm. I think I know this ruin.” Hanako points to the ruin with a soft voice leaving her throat. “Really now? It is the birthplace of your demonic awakening, my queen. Right after you killed me.” Caveman replies to Hanako while he approaches the ruin’s entrance. True, but something about this place feels like home strangely. Even feels like I spent my childhood in it somehow... Wait. I am born in Osaka, Japan, not in Chaos Island. Might as well call it home now since I have nowhere else to go. “Queen. The passageways will come naturally to you. Do you you’re your father’s soul stone?” Caveman asks Hanako. “Yes. I brought my memorabilia for when I came back to Koichi and the kids.” Hanako answers. “Clothes?” Caveman asks as some kind of a humor for Hanako’s lack of additional luggage. “I’ll get new ones if the stronghold does not have anything.” Hanako sighs as she starts following Caveman into the entrance of the ruin. The entrance was a cave with stones stacked around it and cryptic markings are around it and as Hanako enters, the markings glows for a moment before fading as if what Hanako was carrying was a power source for the ruin. Inside the entrance, it was dark with two torches hung on both sides of a stone doorway that has a disturbed stone ceiling of the doorway. Whatever the ceiling can do, it could fall if something disturbs it. “Do not touch the torches. Hanako, take out your father’s soul stone.” Caveman informs Shizuo before telling Hanako for something. “First time in a long time that I hear you call me by my name, Malcolm.” Hanako comments as she pulls out a brilliant blue crystal that shimmers even in the darkness. Caveman gestures Hanako to go in first before Hanako enters the dark hallway, using the soul stone as a torch instead of the actual torches. Caveman follows in after her as he already told Shizuo that warning. Through the hallway stretching thirty feet and down a spiral stairway deep down by twenty feet, Hanako and Caveman enters a room where there are four ways; from where they came from, the left, the right and forward. Hanako looks at the three pathways with the soul stone solely in front of her like a guide. To the sharp eyes like Hanako has, the soul stone glows differently to each entrances. One is dimmer than the other and only the brightest may be the right way. However, Hanako chooses the left passageway where the soul stone did not glowed the brightest, yet it is also not the dimmest. “Only with neutrality, one already left the sense of good and evil.” Hanako cites like a passage in a book. Down the passageway and turns right after meeting a corner forty feet away from the room. Along the passageway, there is a passageway dividing between forward and left. Hanako chooses to follow forward deeper and deeper into the hallway that seems endless. Her head seems focused on the right wall as if expecting a passageway that way. After fifty feet since the last fork, she finds the passageway to the right. Through following that specific pathway, Hanako and Caveman enters a warm chapel that was clearly underground and miraculously, there is a great fireplace on the other side from where Hanako, Caveman and Shizuo would stand.

Shizuo breifly remembered the purple glare accompanied with the portal before. simply having been out of places where he could be critisized he could finally stand up and gain some breathing room. Purple blue light, these where the colors which revolved through the vision of him. While the momentairy blinding headache from the portal which accompanied took afew seconds to get over. The dusty winter landscape that came into vision of him when his eyes and head finally had cleared enough to make sense of this shit was interesting.

Snow, had piled up in mounds that even reached the lower part of shizuo's shins. which meant there was some considerable fucking snow drifts. the sky over head was covered in the gray dark clouds known for winter. Though all around the sky was clear. Just what the hell was going on? Not only this it was fucking cold. but as he walked he had breifly reached out pulling off his coat. to allow his horrid burns to show. as he had then stopping hanako, slid the coat around her before speaking lightly.

"It wont do for us if you come down with frost bite. so put that on, it may not work to well but its better then nothing."

Looking forwards now, having briskly strode past hanako he had looked at the ruins, apon then looking at the torches instead of reaching out, he had just come to leave things alone. behind him someone was muttering something. And he caught hanako and malcom talking, only little snippets as he pulled out his lighter. the grey glinting zippo, now with a flick and pull back of the thumb sent out sparks lighting up.
Finally giving him a decent good look of the place , while he intrigued picked up his pace. now stopping at the end of the hall. inspecting the tapestry like etchings in the hall way.

Looking back, now he had noticed he had gotten a bit infront of hanako, so now doubling back he had quickly almost as if conjured from the dark, his zippo blazing up had strode to cave man and hanako eyes looking apon them with a slight curious glean in them. While, he had then walking only afew steps besides the other two, had continued his walk forward. feet moving against the light stone floor almost without sound. before having seen the depth of the place.


when a good period of time had passed, shizuo had began feeling the air heating up, as if a fire was close by up ahead he noticed hanako and the vasto lorde thing stopping in a brightly orange fire lit room. Now he had came and stopped besides them, his burns having become slightly frost bitten in the unnatural cold. though this actually had hardened them somewhat into caluses before clearing his throat in a deep ahem. he then asked.

"Ok anything i should know?"

"What the hell is going on..."


Shizuo rather bluntly had asked looking in the open space of the now newly formed alternate dimension. Before this he had looked at the ceiling and heard a most wonderful lullaby. One that sounded familiar yet strange at the same time. Shizuo Sel had nothing which interested him at times but at the same time mostly everything could be said to be interesting or at the very least amusing to him. so the world was something different some times, it was not something that would. Be at the very least boring, the world grew old and then there would be the dawn of something new. This is how the world worked, Or more specifically how it worked in shizuo's eyes. Many things have changed in the world, blood death.. birth life. They where all part of this world. Yet.. what was the world.. The world was someone bathed in blood, new yet old. To accept ones self, was to accept the world, but if you went a step further.. you could find the paradise in the madness. The one thing that makes a world.. work.


" this world.. is something different. Yet something that is familiar.. Like this world has been dead for a long time.. Another world has been going on for a long time.. This is the way things work. Yet once and a while someone or something would come along. Just to challenge this general way of thinking. One such occasion was now, in the new realm which was old at the same time. One which formed from the blood which runs thick in hanako's veins.. More then anything this broke the fragile shell of what shizuo thought was normal. its exposed me to the truth. Its time to accept this truth as my own.. So what ever she wishes of me.. will be done.. I am her blade.. i am her wall.. I will never see her cry again..Even if it kills me.."


All of this went on in shizuo's head while, on one perfectly balanced sweep of his center of gravity. He pulled himself into a bow, as the realm began to shine with the return of its heir.. Hanako had finally accepted her life.. And shizuo would follow her to the bitter end. His eyes now had slid shut, the deep lashes which framed them hanging down. As he had now allowed his eyes to slide open, feeling something change but nothing at the same time. It was the dillema which made him feel odd. This world was something different. Yet it felt like home to shizuo now, and as such is how he would act from now on.

Death is just a obstacle ..
Memory is eternal..
Blood is wrath
Sadness is Sin..
Treachery is cold..
But.. Resolve is the bringer of change..
And change..Is always constant..
So what lays a crost the horizon?..


All hail.. the air of vohlis..




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