Post by The Editor on Mar 31, 2017 22:21:49 GMT
Bitch you aint stoppin me. The editor has risen.
Name: Ayumu
Nicknames/Titles: Oldman
Race: Human
Age: 431
Gender: Male.
Special Abilities : Magic: Magicians on Earth learned from Afterlife magicians to use magic. Some humans have learned magic to do basic chores, while others delve deep into it for dark or pure purposes.
Hana : Ayumu is possessed by a gentle (sarcasm insert) demon who takes all of his PL and leaves him at 0 all the time, but that also means that the two are connected mentally.
Sadly, that also means that if Ayumu or Hana dies, Both die.
Personality: Ayumu is a gentle giant, that is the best way to explain it, having spend multiple years just taking care of his family before seeing them wittle away in the dark abyss of life, it is a wonder that he still clings on to life.
Yet it is also those dark memories that make him somebody that goes rather extreme in certain areas... You don't have money to buy yourself a game console? He will easily suggest selling your blood.
Do you have something that you need to defeat and more power is required? he will easily try to set up a demonic pact if he can get his hands on, keyword, if.
But that also means that his desire to train other people tends to get rather extreme levels of agitation out of himself, getting himself too immersed and hurting himself, which is especially dangerous with his aging body.
Appearance:
Appearance Hana:
History: Ayumu's Diary.
Age 1 : Having spend a few days around, the parents are happily treating the child to many luxuries, having had a fairly well off family lineage.
Yet there was always the issue of Ayumu vanishing around certain parts, nobody truly knew why, he just... Vanished!
Age 3 : Ayumu got into some small adventures using his lack of a power level compared to most people, even getting to the point of being forgotten twice by his parents in a small area in the farms far away.
Age 7 : With a small intrigued mind that loved nearly everything, it was not long before Ayumu found himself drowning in books and teaching materials.
Yet in a small journey to the outskirts of town, into a small farming centre of the world, a small blob of pure magic was found.
Magic was just a legend at that time to the ears of Ayumu, some could do it, some couldn’t, it was as stupid as the tooth fairy that seemingly paid him every night he put a tooth under the pillow.
Yet above all… With a soft beat of his heart, he was spending nearly every day bugging the little butterscotch woman and having fun in his own sense before having to leave.
Age 9 : Being visited by the woman, Ayumu was surprised at first, asking questions about homework towards her and even offering small tips on how to handle certain situations.
It was not uncommon for Ayumu to be waiting at the garden with a small collection of books to study with, his own favourites magic and the things that interested his friend more, actual human knowledge.
The two were spending a few years together until then a sudden shift came.
Age 16 : Having taken a few jobs and about to go to a school for advanced studies, Ayumu came with a single offer to the person that had visited him a lot less over the years as they were making their own incomes.
With an increasing amount of downtime in between visits he offered a single paper towards the woman, the payment for being able to get citizenship and to be able to go to college along with the man.
It was surprising seeing the woman follow along with this, having helped her through most of the trials, she seemingly felt she needed to tackle these few ones alone before the two met each other once again in their student home.
It was a question raising subject, but above all there was a certain charm to being together as friends in this small home together.
A sense of safety so to say.
Age 21 : Having gotten into a relationship with a woman, Ayumu has been slowly getting some traction although some people have thought of small rumours spreading saying that the child she was burdened with wasn’t his and cutting off his research in magic, his travels around the world meeting people and other societies cut short by his attempts to start a new company.
Sadly, The reactions of the old friend upon meeting again after so long were less than pretty at first.
Age 23 : The marriage was a late one, hundreds of people were invited as it was held in a large open field with flowers grown by some people hired by Ayumu himself.
It was the main reason it took so long to complete, having chosen this spot to be used for the building of his company that was gaining quite a bit of traction, Ayumu especially picked one person to be the one to represent him along with his family.
It was not easy for him to tolerate his family members, his suit getting dirtied by his father decking him in the gut, pushing him down to the ground once before then just ignoring him for the rest of the day.
Ayumu simply smiled at him and ignored this, knowing that he still loved his parents.
Age 25 : Married life was an easy one to adjust to, Granting a certain friend a rather high position in his company as a Secretary, it was not an easy choice as he wanted to give her ownership of the company.
But instead there was a soft acceptance of this position as his children started to grow up happily.
The second one being on the way as there were rumours of a second man in her love life, with the old fool unable to distinguish between the lies and not, simply accepting her answers of it being lies.
After all, Ayumu knew that he could not burden the kids with such a knowledge at any time.
Age 29 : Ayumu was faced with a man telling him to get his hands off his woman, It took a short while of explaining and a few punches to his gut, But he happily accepted his explanations on them being mistaken.
The seeds of doubt were spread, obviously, with his money disappearing in the wallet of the wife, but he kept this under tight wraps.
There was no reason to bring the people into a sense of danger with criminals and all that, especially his kids who were growing up to love him and miss their mother.
It was hard to explain but he got it through.
Age 34 : Seeing them starting to succeed school, Ayumu kept getting angry glances from a certain woman at work, a secretary, she kept hearing the stories from the kids who went to her for extra studies and to learn how to play the piano.
Yet when they talked to her about the woman that she was being their only image of a mother and being invited to a graduation, little restraint was held.
They graduated top of their class and some even ended up paying their own studies by a scholarship program.
Although their house was looking more and more rundown with the amount of time the wife thought of staying away from home, small rumours of her being a ‘hero’ spreading which made him re-ignite that passion to know she was not cheating on him.
Age 40 : Three kids have been fully grown up, Ayumu was almost certain that he could finally start to ease up on the money that he was earning, putting more and more into the company as the man he had a fight with was slowly working his way up the ranks too.
Slowly questioning the amount of words that he got from his wife in the mail to grant him more and more of a position that was higher up, yet when he was seen packing his stuff and moving to one of the highest positions, Ayumu was terrified.
Simply sitting at his desk and asking something he had asked years before from a certain woman that worked for him.
“... Please come in, i need a hot cup of cocoa, that is all…”
Age 48 : It was an attempt at self defence, but it was this moment that made Ayumu truly realize how weak he was, being found in a alleyway at four in the morning, passed out on his knees refusing to fall down.
His cheeks decorated with old tears, it was the cops that carried him away.
His company had been growing rather well in the background but in the light of their boss being hospitalized there was little more anybody could do than give the reigns to another man that was standing at the top in that moment, some say it was forcibly, others say he was just the perfect choice.
But it was obvious money was involved, even the rumours of the hero became slowly clearer as some kept it holding holy and high but most became able to realize the drugs that were involved as a hero of the underworld.
Age 49 : Ayumu was visited by a old friend in the hospital, claiming he wanted to go travel for a while, just to get his bearings straight, being handed a few herbs and getting a tea brewed from them.
His vitality came back and a small message was told regarding a regular intake, that was all that was truly known about the herbs before leaving.
Age 80 : Ayumu had not seen his old friend since ages, still hearing small rumours from people who had sent him letters from back in the town and even ending up talking to a few people who he considered enemies in the past, only to find people he once held dear gaining more children, more happiness and even some small details that were strewn all over the times that he missed.
Yet what was on his mind the most was that elastic woman that he once spend a room with, how he missed her and how he was growing lonely on the road with a small animal on his lap that he patted.
Something always seeming amiss about her how she had never aged and people were calling this out towards him, but he ignored them before… Looking at his aged fingers before clenching them tightly, his skin still too healthy for what anybody would see.
Age 100 : Ayumu is surprised, very surprised, Having gotten quite a few visitors over the years while keeping his rather young appearance with a few wrinkles starting to appear.
He was shocked, amused but at the same time terrified of what was going on with his body only to realize that he was surely miscounting.
Starting to ignore the dates that others have been giving him while accepting the fact he may never see his kids again and just starting to wander off into the distance.
Following his dreams and going to visit the people he would stumble upon with some good advice to help them get going.
But let’s talk about what happened next, let us browse forwards a few hundred pages, let us cut this short and let us stumble upon some more information.
Let us go to his current age… 431.
Techniques: Throw a Punch! [T1] - Hana punches the opponent with a extending arm!
Throw a Stick! [T2] - When there is a enemy a bit too far away from Ayumu, Hana cannot just lunge at them! She just throws a stick at them, REALLY HARD.
Weakness: Being tied to another creature means that Ayumu himself is constantly forced to live through the emotions and reactions of both creatures, if he gets angry, so does the creature he is attached too.
If he gets attacked or his pal gets injured they both feel the pain.
Ayumu has also gotten quite a large selection of Phobia's regarding his familial past, tending to keep those dear to him close and refusing to kill others, mostly leaving them to a much, MUCH darker fate.
Now, What would the last weakness be? it is a rather simple one, it is conversation.
Ayumu will be listening to your every word, got a hypnosis technique? it will be hard but you can speak to him long enough to convince him to do something, got a technique that requires speech? He will listen, get hurt and then move on again.
He will not refuse to listen to your final few words but he will also not stop others.
Pre-Post Solo: While ayumu was making his way through the previous forest with a familiar person sitting in the back of his cart, a single tear rolled down his cheek as he saw the grave that was before himself.
The small grave that was made to leave behind the past that was found upon this day, Ayumu then called out to the woman in the cart that he was dragging along, cooking happily inside.
"Hey, come out... I won the bet! The grave was not destroyed!"
Was the first reaction that came out of his mouth before then turning back to the grave and feeling the memories slowly washing over himself with a smile.
Letting it all enter him slowly before then realizing he was reliving the memories...
It was when Ayumu was making the same way back to his home, back to the place he called a home in the past with a little smile on his face, having managed to figure out how to make a cart propelled by little muscle energy and slowly dragging it along.
Surviving of meat that he hunted down with a bow, surviving of the herbs that he learned to consume in the wilds.
But not all animals had to die in the wild, simply lifting his hand and patting a small squirrel that had made its way onto his shoulder, Ayumu whistled lightly towards it as the sun was slowly starting to set in the distance.
The feeling of nature itself washing through him like a bath of energy that refused to go down easily.
It was something serene, beautifull and it was unable to be contained by the man that was Ayumu who raised his arms, scaring off the squirrel and let out a happy shout before rushing back down the little mountain to grasp his cart.
Barely manageing to save it.
But the day was cut short by the first few lights of the stars appearing overhead, becoming too dangerous to travel a small fire was set up as he took a notice to the far distances, knowing these forests from the past and letting his mind slowly wander.
His history of running away from his past, his history of accepting everything for what it was... This was a constant pain in his body as he slowly clutched his wife beater, feeling a few droplets of water as he enjoyed the beauty of the stars.
Taking a notice to what colour the stars had and remembering a few theories on how the colour of blue was up there, from the lack of its colour... Space was beautifull.
It was filled with thousands of possibilities and hundreds of unique things that would be just there to be explored.
To be found and filled into a small map that could teach millions of people about the unlimited possibilities, but the memories of him being called out as a dreamer painfull blew through his heart once again.
Sleeping calmly, Ayumu could not realize how much danger he had been in, being woken up by scrapnel blasting into his cart and pushing the entire building lightly aside, his futon starting to become one hell of a mess as the pots inside all fell down their planks.
The ceramic blasting apart from the impact to the ground and some other tools snapping or bending upon hitting other materials inside.
It lasted quite a while, the shaking making a noise through the entire forest as a large red flare was starting to die down from the immense pressure.
Ayumu his eyes were rubbed by his rather large hands to get rid of any remains from the beforehand sleepiness.
Constantly letting a sigh or two escape as he made his way ontop of the unmoveable remains of the stall.
It was not long before the flaring sounds of cop cars made their way to the forest yet the sudden silence that came with it was only terrifying to the man, his mouth gritting the teeth before feeling a small droplet of courage starting to build up within him.
"This is insane."
That was his first few words, having not spoken with anybody in a few days, it felt akward to voice out a sound again, only letting out shouts of happiness or groans of annoyance.
Starting to climb down the stall and making his way towards the mass that was the impact site, his heart beating like a heavy gong, constantly echo'ing through his entire body before collapsing against a tree with sweat running down his back.
"I cannot... What if it is a murderer.. What if the thing wants to kill me and i am just going to become a target."
The fear being personified by the unknown, Not knowing what could be coming towards him his legs trembled in extreme caution before a sudden nudge was given to him.
It was not known what snapped in him, but he felt himself growing more calm upon the thought of the cops that went silent, the chance that he could be a distraction for somebody else to let their families stay alive.
His fingers scraping into the trees before slowly pulling himself up on a branch, his large body frame that was unlike his actual strenght still ranked in the pitifully low numbers due to a natural cause was brought forwards.
The first step being the heaviest one as they slowly gotten lighter and lighter.
His face wrinkled out of fear, terror visible on his face slowly starting to wash away.
Yet as he came close, there was a sudden wash of red into the air as a small cloak of mist surrounded the two vague humanoid shapes that were engaging in combat.
Their fists colliding at speeds that were seemingly impossible for Ayumu himself to notice, but with his heart starting to race there was no way for him to even notice what was going on.
"What the..."
His voice unable to truely word his suprise as his eyes started to widen in fear, a soft droplet of blood striking onto his face and causing him to fall back on his behind.
Letting the air leak between his lips as he was gasping for more, constantly feeling a need to breathe more and more before his hands started to tense up and his stomach turned around.
Vomit plastering the ground a bit away from himself, his entire body convulsing as a small whip slashes past into a tree.
A deliberate strike that was aiming to instantly finish him off to not let his body be a obstruct to the two that were fighting in the air with their bodies flying at each other rapidly.
There was no flight, no special effects, this is just rapid strikes of people colliding their fists into each other as they had their empty sockets filled with a strange fire.
The body of a seemingly unnatural creature that stood before himself was slamming into another.
Constantly fighting and striking at each other as Ayumu kept himself lifted up, refusing to go down yet, akwardly getting himself straightened upwards.
Refusing to fall down, Refusing to let himself be hurt so badly again by running away, his first few steps made his way forwards.
"What is going on?!"
He shouted, the air blasting out of his lungs as the more femine humanoid compared to the masculine one was looking over for a split second before a fracturing sound of wood was heard, its entire left limb vanishing into crumbs as they slammed into the wall of dead bodies behind her along with the trees.
A screech of a unnatural voice blasting outwards before a blue liquid slammed down onto the ground in large clumps before being kicked over by the other figure who cackled happily.
Making a game out of the damaged creature trying to put up a fight without having any strenght left, the corners of its mouth starting to raise.
"Really...!?"
Feeling mortified upon his involvement causing harm once again before starting to throw himself forwards, running across the torn apart ground, feeling the squish of flesh and guts underneath his feet as he started to smile, almost unnaturally.
His face slowly burning with passion as he raised his fist with a loud screeching noise of a attempt of a battlecry with his wheezing breath, his fear taking his stamina away as he slowly made himself come closer and closer before feeling a sudden hole opened up in his torso.
'is this it?'
Was the first thought that came to himself, calmly stopping this burning passion before feeling something else flare up in himself, it was dull and painfull but at the same time there was a emotion burning much brighter than that in his heart.
"Hey... Fuck face."
He spoke, lifting up his arms and grasping the arm that was stuck inside of him, tensing his torso muscles through years of practice the strenght was little but his body was still a weight holding this man down before coughing blood onto his arm along with vomit, feeling spikes slowly extend from it before starting to rapidly poke around trying to get him to let go.
It spoke in a unknown tongue, it cut into his ears as he gritted his teeth and wanted to not fall down, headbutting the figure as it took this chance to start headbutting him back, viciously cracking his bones.
"I STOPPED CARING ABOUT THIS SHIT AGES AGO, I HAVE BEEN LIVING AS A GODDAMN HUSK FOR MY ENTIRE LIFE"
He shouted as he took the headbutts on his upper part of his body, feeling everything slowly starting to collapse down onto him with his body crying out to be let go, everything slowly starting to become dark.
"FUCKING TAKE HIM OUT YOU SLUT."
Those words, directed to the husk were the last words before he was sliced in two before the person that was stuck inside of him was fragmented rather instantly due to a sudden whip.
Yet there was a certain serenity behind it, laying there, on the ground, covered in blood and puke with his mouth corners starting to raise upwards as he laughed to himself.
"i am going to make people sad... i have made people sad by leaving, yet i never regretted it, i was just questioning everything while trying to find my route in life.
Yet here i am, working my way down the chain of command for a single hope of purpose instead of..."
Tears streaming past his face as the lungs that were supporting him were slowly starting to fail as the small body of the crunched up creature started to crawl forwards, grasping a small apple from within before snapping its own mouth open to try and take a chunk out of it.
Wanting to consume it all before letting it sit into its mouth, staring towards the human that had spend its life to try and help her.
Always drowning in darkness there was a certain set of emotions you would never feel but for today, finally being free, the creature made itself forwards to Ayumu, still chewing the apple in its mouth before sharing the contents as his consciousness was already starting to fade.
The connection between the two their mouths lasting for quite a while as they had lost their consciousness together before he mentally was burning apart from the amount of information being forced inside.
Was he dying? was he forced to relive what was happening on other planets? The only thing that Ayumu now-a-days was thinking about was the contents of the promise made at that day before chuckling lightly. "I remember when i took your first kiss Hana~" before a sudden screech was heard and she ran out of the cart in full speed, drop kicking the old sucker in the back with a face of rage. "I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL FIND A WAY TO SEPERATE US AND KILL YOU, I WILL NOT SUFFER FOR MUCH LONGER IN THIS HELLHOLE!"
Name: Ayumu
Nicknames/Titles: Oldman
Race: Human
Age: 431
Gender: Male.
Special Abilities : Magic: Magicians on Earth learned from Afterlife magicians to use magic. Some humans have learned magic to do basic chores, while others delve deep into it for dark or pure purposes.
Hana : Ayumu is possessed by a gentle (sarcasm insert) demon who takes all of his PL and leaves him at 0 all the time, but that also means that the two are connected mentally.
Sadly, that also means that if Ayumu or Hana dies, Both die.
Personality: Ayumu is a gentle giant, that is the best way to explain it, having spend multiple years just taking care of his family before seeing them wittle away in the dark abyss of life, it is a wonder that he still clings on to life.
Yet it is also those dark memories that make him somebody that goes rather extreme in certain areas... You don't have money to buy yourself a game console? He will easily suggest selling your blood.
Do you have something that you need to defeat and more power is required? he will easily try to set up a demonic pact if he can get his hands on, keyword, if.
But that also means that his desire to train other people tends to get rather extreme levels of agitation out of himself, getting himself too immersed and hurting himself, which is especially dangerous with his aging body.
Appearance:
Appearance Hana:
History: Ayumu's Diary.
Age 1 : Having spend a few days around, the parents are happily treating the child to many luxuries, having had a fairly well off family lineage.
Yet there was always the issue of Ayumu vanishing around certain parts, nobody truly knew why, he just... Vanished!
Age 3 : Ayumu got into some small adventures using his lack of a power level compared to most people, even getting to the point of being forgotten twice by his parents in a small area in the farms far away.
Age 7 : With a small intrigued mind that loved nearly everything, it was not long before Ayumu found himself drowning in books and teaching materials.
Yet in a small journey to the outskirts of town, into a small farming centre of the world, a small blob of pure magic was found.
Magic was just a legend at that time to the ears of Ayumu, some could do it, some couldn’t, it was as stupid as the tooth fairy that seemingly paid him every night he put a tooth under the pillow.
Yet above all… With a soft beat of his heart, he was spending nearly every day bugging the little butterscotch woman and having fun in his own sense before having to leave.
Age 9 : Being visited by the woman, Ayumu was surprised at first, asking questions about homework towards her and even offering small tips on how to handle certain situations.
It was not uncommon for Ayumu to be waiting at the garden with a small collection of books to study with, his own favourites magic and the things that interested his friend more, actual human knowledge.
The two were spending a few years together until then a sudden shift came.
Age 16 : Having taken a few jobs and about to go to a school for advanced studies, Ayumu came with a single offer to the person that had visited him a lot less over the years as they were making their own incomes.
With an increasing amount of downtime in between visits he offered a single paper towards the woman, the payment for being able to get citizenship and to be able to go to college along with the man.
It was surprising seeing the woman follow along with this, having helped her through most of the trials, she seemingly felt she needed to tackle these few ones alone before the two met each other once again in their student home.
It was a question raising subject, but above all there was a certain charm to being together as friends in this small home together.
A sense of safety so to say.
Age 21 : Having gotten into a relationship with a woman, Ayumu has been slowly getting some traction although some people have thought of small rumours spreading saying that the child she was burdened with wasn’t his and cutting off his research in magic, his travels around the world meeting people and other societies cut short by his attempts to start a new company.
Sadly, The reactions of the old friend upon meeting again after so long were less than pretty at first.
Age 23 : The marriage was a late one, hundreds of people were invited as it was held in a large open field with flowers grown by some people hired by Ayumu himself.
It was the main reason it took so long to complete, having chosen this spot to be used for the building of his company that was gaining quite a bit of traction, Ayumu especially picked one person to be the one to represent him along with his family.
It was not easy for him to tolerate his family members, his suit getting dirtied by his father decking him in the gut, pushing him down to the ground once before then just ignoring him for the rest of the day.
Ayumu simply smiled at him and ignored this, knowing that he still loved his parents.
Age 25 : Married life was an easy one to adjust to, Granting a certain friend a rather high position in his company as a Secretary, it was not an easy choice as he wanted to give her ownership of the company.
But instead there was a soft acceptance of this position as his children started to grow up happily.
The second one being on the way as there were rumours of a second man in her love life, with the old fool unable to distinguish between the lies and not, simply accepting her answers of it being lies.
After all, Ayumu knew that he could not burden the kids with such a knowledge at any time.
Age 29 : Ayumu was faced with a man telling him to get his hands off his woman, It took a short while of explaining and a few punches to his gut, But he happily accepted his explanations on them being mistaken.
The seeds of doubt were spread, obviously, with his money disappearing in the wallet of the wife, but he kept this under tight wraps.
There was no reason to bring the people into a sense of danger with criminals and all that, especially his kids who were growing up to love him and miss their mother.
It was hard to explain but he got it through.
Age 34 : Seeing them starting to succeed school, Ayumu kept getting angry glances from a certain woman at work, a secretary, she kept hearing the stories from the kids who went to her for extra studies and to learn how to play the piano.
Yet when they talked to her about the woman that she was being their only image of a mother and being invited to a graduation, little restraint was held.
They graduated top of their class and some even ended up paying their own studies by a scholarship program.
Although their house was looking more and more rundown with the amount of time the wife thought of staying away from home, small rumours of her being a ‘hero’ spreading which made him re-ignite that passion to know she was not cheating on him.
Age 40 : Three kids have been fully grown up, Ayumu was almost certain that he could finally start to ease up on the money that he was earning, putting more and more into the company as the man he had a fight with was slowly working his way up the ranks too.
Slowly questioning the amount of words that he got from his wife in the mail to grant him more and more of a position that was higher up, yet when he was seen packing his stuff and moving to one of the highest positions, Ayumu was terrified.
Simply sitting at his desk and asking something he had asked years before from a certain woman that worked for him.
“... Please come in, i need a hot cup of cocoa, that is all…”
Age 48 : It was an attempt at self defence, but it was this moment that made Ayumu truly realize how weak he was, being found in a alleyway at four in the morning, passed out on his knees refusing to fall down.
His cheeks decorated with old tears, it was the cops that carried him away.
His company had been growing rather well in the background but in the light of their boss being hospitalized there was little more anybody could do than give the reigns to another man that was standing at the top in that moment, some say it was forcibly, others say he was just the perfect choice.
But it was obvious money was involved, even the rumours of the hero became slowly clearer as some kept it holding holy and high but most became able to realize the drugs that were involved as a hero of the underworld.
Age 49 : Ayumu was visited by a old friend in the hospital, claiming he wanted to go travel for a while, just to get his bearings straight, being handed a few herbs and getting a tea brewed from them.
His vitality came back and a small message was told regarding a regular intake, that was all that was truly known about the herbs before leaving.
Age 80 : Ayumu had not seen his old friend since ages, still hearing small rumours from people who had sent him letters from back in the town and even ending up talking to a few people who he considered enemies in the past, only to find people he once held dear gaining more children, more happiness and even some small details that were strewn all over the times that he missed.
Yet what was on his mind the most was that elastic woman that he once spend a room with, how he missed her and how he was growing lonely on the road with a small animal on his lap that he patted.
Something always seeming amiss about her how she had never aged and people were calling this out towards him, but he ignored them before… Looking at his aged fingers before clenching them tightly, his skin still too healthy for what anybody would see.
Age 100 : Ayumu is surprised, very surprised, Having gotten quite a few visitors over the years while keeping his rather young appearance with a few wrinkles starting to appear.
He was shocked, amused but at the same time terrified of what was going on with his body only to realize that he was surely miscounting.
Starting to ignore the dates that others have been giving him while accepting the fact he may never see his kids again and just starting to wander off into the distance.
Following his dreams and going to visit the people he would stumble upon with some good advice to help them get going.
But let’s talk about what happened next, let us browse forwards a few hundred pages, let us cut this short and let us stumble upon some more information.
Let us go to his current age… 431.
Techniques: Throw a Punch! [T1] - Hana punches the opponent with a extending arm!
Throw a Stick! [T2] - When there is a enemy a bit too far away from Ayumu, Hana cannot just lunge at them! She just throws a stick at them, REALLY HARD.
Weakness: Being tied to another creature means that Ayumu himself is constantly forced to live through the emotions and reactions of both creatures, if he gets angry, so does the creature he is attached too.
If he gets attacked or his pal gets injured they both feel the pain.
Ayumu has also gotten quite a large selection of Phobia's regarding his familial past, tending to keep those dear to him close and refusing to kill others, mostly leaving them to a much, MUCH darker fate.
Now, What would the last weakness be? it is a rather simple one, it is conversation.
Ayumu will be listening to your every word, got a hypnosis technique? it will be hard but you can speak to him long enough to convince him to do something, got a technique that requires speech? He will listen, get hurt and then move on again.
He will not refuse to listen to your final few words but he will also not stop others.
Pre-Post Solo: While ayumu was making his way through the previous forest with a familiar person sitting in the back of his cart, a single tear rolled down his cheek as he saw the grave that was before himself.
The small grave that was made to leave behind the past that was found upon this day, Ayumu then called out to the woman in the cart that he was dragging along, cooking happily inside.
"Hey, come out... I won the bet! The grave was not destroyed!"
Was the first reaction that came out of his mouth before then turning back to the grave and feeling the memories slowly washing over himself with a smile.
Letting it all enter him slowly before then realizing he was reliving the memories...
It was when Ayumu was making the same way back to his home, back to the place he called a home in the past with a little smile on his face, having managed to figure out how to make a cart propelled by little muscle energy and slowly dragging it along.
Surviving of meat that he hunted down with a bow, surviving of the herbs that he learned to consume in the wilds.
But not all animals had to die in the wild, simply lifting his hand and patting a small squirrel that had made its way onto his shoulder, Ayumu whistled lightly towards it as the sun was slowly starting to set in the distance.
The feeling of nature itself washing through him like a bath of energy that refused to go down easily.
It was something serene, beautifull and it was unable to be contained by the man that was Ayumu who raised his arms, scaring off the squirrel and let out a happy shout before rushing back down the little mountain to grasp his cart.
Barely manageing to save it.
But the day was cut short by the first few lights of the stars appearing overhead, becoming too dangerous to travel a small fire was set up as he took a notice to the far distances, knowing these forests from the past and letting his mind slowly wander.
His history of running away from his past, his history of accepting everything for what it was... This was a constant pain in his body as he slowly clutched his wife beater, feeling a few droplets of water as he enjoyed the beauty of the stars.
Taking a notice to what colour the stars had and remembering a few theories on how the colour of blue was up there, from the lack of its colour... Space was beautifull.
It was filled with thousands of possibilities and hundreds of unique things that would be just there to be explored.
To be found and filled into a small map that could teach millions of people about the unlimited possibilities, but the memories of him being called out as a dreamer painfull blew through his heart once again.
Sleeping calmly, Ayumu could not realize how much danger he had been in, being woken up by scrapnel blasting into his cart and pushing the entire building lightly aside, his futon starting to become one hell of a mess as the pots inside all fell down their planks.
The ceramic blasting apart from the impact to the ground and some other tools snapping or bending upon hitting other materials inside.
It lasted quite a while, the shaking making a noise through the entire forest as a large red flare was starting to die down from the immense pressure.
Ayumu his eyes were rubbed by his rather large hands to get rid of any remains from the beforehand sleepiness.
Constantly letting a sigh or two escape as he made his way ontop of the unmoveable remains of the stall.
It was not long before the flaring sounds of cop cars made their way to the forest yet the sudden silence that came with it was only terrifying to the man, his mouth gritting the teeth before feeling a small droplet of courage starting to build up within him.
"This is insane."
That was his first few words, having not spoken with anybody in a few days, it felt akward to voice out a sound again, only letting out shouts of happiness or groans of annoyance.
Starting to climb down the stall and making his way towards the mass that was the impact site, his heart beating like a heavy gong, constantly echo'ing through his entire body before collapsing against a tree with sweat running down his back.
"I cannot... What if it is a murderer.. What if the thing wants to kill me and i am just going to become a target."
The fear being personified by the unknown, Not knowing what could be coming towards him his legs trembled in extreme caution before a sudden nudge was given to him.
It was not known what snapped in him, but he felt himself growing more calm upon the thought of the cops that went silent, the chance that he could be a distraction for somebody else to let their families stay alive.
His fingers scraping into the trees before slowly pulling himself up on a branch, his large body frame that was unlike his actual strenght still ranked in the pitifully low numbers due to a natural cause was brought forwards.
The first step being the heaviest one as they slowly gotten lighter and lighter.
His face wrinkled out of fear, terror visible on his face slowly starting to wash away.
Yet as he came close, there was a sudden wash of red into the air as a small cloak of mist surrounded the two vague humanoid shapes that were engaging in combat.
Their fists colliding at speeds that were seemingly impossible for Ayumu himself to notice, but with his heart starting to race there was no way for him to even notice what was going on.
"What the..."
His voice unable to truely word his suprise as his eyes started to widen in fear, a soft droplet of blood striking onto his face and causing him to fall back on his behind.
Letting the air leak between his lips as he was gasping for more, constantly feeling a need to breathe more and more before his hands started to tense up and his stomach turned around.
Vomit plastering the ground a bit away from himself, his entire body convulsing as a small whip slashes past into a tree.
A deliberate strike that was aiming to instantly finish him off to not let his body be a obstruct to the two that were fighting in the air with their bodies flying at each other rapidly.
There was no flight, no special effects, this is just rapid strikes of people colliding their fists into each other as they had their empty sockets filled with a strange fire.
The body of a seemingly unnatural creature that stood before himself was slamming into another.
Constantly fighting and striking at each other as Ayumu kept himself lifted up, refusing to go down yet, akwardly getting himself straightened upwards.
Refusing to fall down, Refusing to let himself be hurt so badly again by running away, his first few steps made his way forwards.
"What is going on?!"
He shouted, the air blasting out of his lungs as the more femine humanoid compared to the masculine one was looking over for a split second before a fracturing sound of wood was heard, its entire left limb vanishing into crumbs as they slammed into the wall of dead bodies behind her along with the trees.
A screech of a unnatural voice blasting outwards before a blue liquid slammed down onto the ground in large clumps before being kicked over by the other figure who cackled happily.
Making a game out of the damaged creature trying to put up a fight without having any strenght left, the corners of its mouth starting to raise.
"Really...!?"
Feeling mortified upon his involvement causing harm once again before starting to throw himself forwards, running across the torn apart ground, feeling the squish of flesh and guts underneath his feet as he started to smile, almost unnaturally.
His face slowly burning with passion as he raised his fist with a loud screeching noise of a attempt of a battlecry with his wheezing breath, his fear taking his stamina away as he slowly made himself come closer and closer before feeling a sudden hole opened up in his torso.
'is this it?'
Was the first thought that came to himself, calmly stopping this burning passion before feeling something else flare up in himself, it was dull and painfull but at the same time there was a emotion burning much brighter than that in his heart.
"Hey... Fuck face."
He spoke, lifting up his arms and grasping the arm that was stuck inside of him, tensing his torso muscles through years of practice the strenght was little but his body was still a weight holding this man down before coughing blood onto his arm along with vomit, feeling spikes slowly extend from it before starting to rapidly poke around trying to get him to let go.
It spoke in a unknown tongue, it cut into his ears as he gritted his teeth and wanted to not fall down, headbutting the figure as it took this chance to start headbutting him back, viciously cracking his bones.
"I STOPPED CARING ABOUT THIS SHIT AGES AGO, I HAVE BEEN LIVING AS A GODDAMN HUSK FOR MY ENTIRE LIFE"
He shouted as he took the headbutts on his upper part of his body, feeling everything slowly starting to collapse down onto him with his body crying out to be let go, everything slowly starting to become dark.
"FUCKING TAKE HIM OUT YOU SLUT."
Those words, directed to the husk were the last words before he was sliced in two before the person that was stuck inside of him was fragmented rather instantly due to a sudden whip.
Yet there was a certain serenity behind it, laying there, on the ground, covered in blood and puke with his mouth corners starting to raise upwards as he laughed to himself.
"i am going to make people sad... i have made people sad by leaving, yet i never regretted it, i was just questioning everything while trying to find my route in life.
Yet here i am, working my way down the chain of command for a single hope of purpose instead of..."
Tears streaming past his face as the lungs that were supporting him were slowly starting to fail as the small body of the crunched up creature started to crawl forwards, grasping a small apple from within before snapping its own mouth open to try and take a chunk out of it.
Wanting to consume it all before letting it sit into its mouth, staring towards the human that had spend its life to try and help her.
Always drowning in darkness there was a certain set of emotions you would never feel but for today, finally being free, the creature made itself forwards to Ayumu, still chewing the apple in its mouth before sharing the contents as his consciousness was already starting to fade.
The connection between the two their mouths lasting for quite a while as they had lost their consciousness together before he mentally was burning apart from the amount of information being forced inside.
Was he dying? was he forced to relive what was happening on other planets? The only thing that Ayumu now-a-days was thinking about was the contents of the promise made at that day before chuckling lightly. "I remember when i took your first kiss Hana~" before a sudden screech was heard and she ran out of the cart in full speed, drop kicking the old sucker in the back with a face of rage. "I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL FIND A WAY TO SEPERATE US AND KILL YOU, I WILL NOT SUFFER FOR MUCH LONGER IN THIS HELLHOLE!"