"I can't tell how far it is now but I know it's close. I need to reach that light soon — or I'll be seeing ghost."
Struggling to move, Iramo slowly lifts his hands, seeing his arms wrappings soaked from the inside out. Pouring blood from his hands to the ground. He watched as it burned away, vanishing without a sound. Leaving a deep, red. stain across the ground. A Shadow Of Blood, that could never be found.
"Fuck … that really did some damage to me."
If I didn't have my guard up, I'd probably be dead. My arms are aching and trembling and I got this awful pain in my head.
"Your heartless. I liked you better when you were playing dead."
Guess it's my fault though, I should of left you alone-
"Nah fuck that! I didn't destroy the ground. I didn't level that town. I didn't make you come up from under the ground. And I damn sure wasn't the one who put you down. You just wake up and attack the first thing you see! Motherfucker, you had no reason to swing on me!"
Forcing himself up, Iramo grabs onto the jagged rocks pulling himself up with his hands. Ignoring the pain as he watches blood profusely sliding down his arms, slowly flowing onto his chest. Each drop of blood staining his vest and marking his skin.
"Next time I see you I'm gonna send you right through a fucking mountain! Lets see how you like it, when I get you back! And trust me after all this — I'm gonna make sure it's the first thing I do! You'll be paying me back in blood, until I'm even with you."
With all the strength he's got left, Iramo stumbles forward, firmly plants his feet while he keeps himself up with his hands. Gathering all his strength stand. He pushes through the pain, dragging his left foot forward then the right. Iramo winces from the pain and applies pressure with his hands. Forcing his legs to start.
"FUCK! That'll do at least for now. Come on body, don't you go giving up on me now. Your all I got left. If I die, you die and theirs no fun in that. Lets keep going until we find our way to the light. Once we made it there, I'll take over and let you rest. Until then, keep doing your best."
Dragging onward, "Iramo" slowly makes his way up the mountain, in search of the blue light just like "The Voice" had said. Along the way he, got to see the Blue Beast trail of destruction up close. Tears in the mountains, Rifts in the land. It's presence alone — is changing the scape of the land. Turning the Black Desert, into a No Man's Land. A dead zone known as The Deion's Den. A region filled unspeakable terrors from start to end. I can't help but wonder, how will he do on his own? But when you're A Star Baby, you're never really all alone.
"Well, well, well. Your sure far from home. Ouu and he's not a local either, a very special case. Its been a while since anyone's been up here. Lets see how far you'll go, before we meet face too face."
Slurping on a white substance, coming from it's hand. This creature watches over Iramo from a far. Looking down on him as he struggles through the mountain and rubbing on his scar.
"I think I'll keep you alive, It'd be so boring to die in this place. Maybe I should act as a mentor? Guide him alone his path? And right when he trust me — BAM! I vanish. That would be a good laugh and the perfect way to have some fun. Or should I save him then put him back on the run? So many options so little time to decide. I better get ready, soon he'll reach this side. Oh, I love it when two fates collide!"
Waving it's hands, then vanishing into thin air. The mountain began to shake and all around Iramo monsters appeared. Crawling out of the cracks, soaring through the air, no matter which way he turns a new beast appears. Circling him from the ground and the air.
Great. Now I have to deal with this too. That's totally fair.
"I'm in a hurry, I'd appreciate it if you got out the way."
"RAAHAHAHAH!"
"I guess it wouldn't be that easy. Fine, have it your way."
Leaping into the sky, Iramo is passed by a beast, seeing a reflection himself in it's eyes. Avoiding it's razor sharp beak brushing by his head, narrowly missing his eyes, as he grabs onto it tightly pulling it down by it's thighs. Pulling them back as he flipping between them and slams his feet in it's back. Striking it over and over again until it stop fighting back. Launching into the ground as he says "Go take a nap!"
Letting go of it as he struck in the side. Getting dragged by another as it digs it's claws into his side, holding him tightly by the chest. Attempting to crush him with it's feet as he strikes it with his left hand in it's chest. Holding back it's claws with right hand as they begin to tear through his vest.
He pushes the claws back off of his skin, striking them with his leg as it's arms open up further and begin to spread. Shoots out black spikes, covered in blue blood, from deep within it's skin. Launching four massive ones right at him. Two by his head and two at his thighs. Coming right at him, almost taking out his eyes as he pulls back and kicks them away with his legs. Balancing on the two while he holds the others in place with his hands.
"That was a cheap trick! Wait is that all you do? If that's the case, I'll do one too!"
Spitting in it's eye, he waits until it blinks then slams his hand against it's spikes, again and again. Watching it cry out in pain, as shards fly all over the place. He rips, off a piece of it's bone with his hand and launches it right at it face. Cutting through it's eyes, sending chunks and blood all over the place. He grabs onto it's bones tightly as screams and thrashes around. Pulling on them as hard as he can as it falls to the ground.
"What's wrong? Don't like when it happens to you? Well that's too damn bad! You started it! So you got no right to complain!"
Right as he says that he rips through it's brain. Pulling out two of it's spiky bones, trying to go back in. He rips them out to hold in his hands.
"This is what you all came for! Lets dance!"
Said right as a slimy creature sprung forward, cutting into his leg. Spewing blue blood as he cut off it's head. Or so he though before it bounced back, bashing him hard in his head. but he didn't falter, he grabbed onto it instead. Repeatedly stabbing it over and over again until he was sure it's dead. Looking down on it's body with blurry vision as his sight begins to fade to black. Seeing only enemies kill — and nothing more than that.
Iramo readies his weapons preparing for the next.
He's lost too much blood — there's no going back.
All this while being watched in plain sight. By a disturbing individual shrouded in white. Pacing back and forth as he enjoys the fight. Eagerly waiting to go down and get a taste, with a sadistic smile across his face.
"Wow! He began killing them left and right as if he's in a trance. I didn't expect this at all but indeed my boy, lets dance. I wonder how far you can go taking that stance. Just the thought of you finding them, gives me a sweet delight. But if your going to make it here boy — you need to know how to fight. Or else there's no way you'll make it through a night."
"I'm routing for you do your best to win! They may be monsters in your eyes but they far kinder than the people you'll face. Compared to them they are saints as a race. They only kill to survive, not to rule over the place. You'll see that once you reach that place."
Licking his palm as he puts it to his face.
"Maybe while your here, I'll teach you a poker face."
Looking to the skies, he turns his head left and right then up and down. He Checks every direction before directing his attention back to the ground. Watching Iramo drag a lifeless body across the ground. Slamming his right foot into it's head until he didn't hear a sound.
He just slowly watched as one of it's eyes rolled across the ground, matching his gaze and reflecting his eyes. Showing a spark of purple in the center with black clouds all around. Slowly turning about the center as it remained the same. Watching it flicker intensely until he hears his name.
"Iramo!"
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"Iramo!