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theianlogs2017-10-17 11:44 pm
fantasykiller) wrote in theianlogs2017-10-17 11:44 pm
A World Beyond His Own [OPEN]
Who: Kamijou Touma
When: October 12
Where: Inside the Manor near the elevators.
What: Touma is none too pleased about his arrival.
Warnings: Despair.
Touma stared at the greeting smeared across the entrance in what seemed to be blood. From the moment he found himself inside that oddly decorated elevator, he knew what had happened. His heart wanted nothing more than to completely deny the possibility, but the suddenness of it all was far too unnatural. Somehow, he had once again found himself in another world.
“But how is that possible!? Weren't all the Magic Gods hunted down by World Rejecter?!”
Did one managed to escape? If so, why have they decided now to take action? In fact, why are they targeting him? There was no doubt in his mind that the message was directed at him. Hell, there was even a portrait of him on the wall! Since defeating them was already out of the question, his only option was to persuade them. As long as they possessed some kind of kindness within their heart it was possible. However, accomplishing this would not leave his soul intact. Just how many near infinite worlds of Hell would he had to traverse before he could dig it up that twinkle of goodness? Would he be able to withstand going through all that despair once more without losing himself? And what if in the end it turned out there was nothing within their heart?
Without realizing it, Touma found himself curled up on the floor and desperately clutching his head. The teenager was completely consumed by his own questions and doubts.
When: October 12
Where: Inside the Manor near the elevators.
What: Touma is none too pleased about his arrival.
Warnings: Despair.
“Welcome Home”
Touma stared at the greeting smeared across the entrance in what seemed to be blood. From the moment he found himself inside that oddly decorated elevator, he knew what had happened. His heart wanted nothing more than to completely deny the possibility, but the suddenness of it all was far too unnatural. Somehow, he had once again found himself in another world.
“But how is that possible!? Weren't all the Magic Gods hunted down by World Rejecter?!”
Did one managed to escape? If so, why have they decided now to take action? In fact, why are they targeting him? There was no doubt in his mind that the message was directed at him. Hell, there was even a portrait of him on the wall! Since defeating them was already out of the question, his only option was to persuade them. As long as they possessed some kind of kindness within their heart it was possible. However, accomplishing this would not leave his soul intact. Just how many near infinite worlds of Hell would he had to traverse before he could dig it up that twinkle of goodness? Would he be able to withstand going through all that despair once more without losing himself? And what if in the end it turned out there was nothing within their heart?
Without realizing it, Touma found himself curled up on the floor and desperately clutching his head. The teenager was completely consumed by his own questions and doubts.