(Rated PG-13 due to: Language and possiblity of Gore and Blood
splatter. Private RP between Discordancy and Toon-Souseiseki. RP is
in human form.)
There,
hiding in the shadows, was a man. A man, who was cursed. One that
could never find a cure for this curse that would slowly gain control
and destroy his life. He looked over and saw two thugs walking
towards his way.
"Well, well, well. Looks like we got ourself a pretty boy here," one
thug said raising the man's chin. the man slowly opened his eyes and
looked at the two thugs with an emotionless face. "Best you get away
from me," the man said as his eyes glow a gold yellow. "Well now whe
would we do that now eh?" the other thug said and grabbed his arm.
That made the mans eyes grwo wide as he, out of the blue and in such
blur, attacked the two thugs. Killing them instantly, the man looked
at the two thugs and at his right hand.
His right hand, had a maroon glove, but on the back side of the glove,
was steerling silver plates and a tainted Amethyst gem on back palm of
the glove. The man sighed and pulled his hoodover to hide his face.
He began to walk away from the two dead thugs.
You cannot stop this Reala...
"I'll seek to it that you will never control me," the man said to a
whispered voice inside his own head as he continued to walk through
the forest.
You cannot ruin my plans...
"What plans... with Eliza giving me the Gauntlet to my infected hand,
you are powerless and too damn weak to stop me..." Continuing to murmur to himself, Reala wandered still.