Kazuma awoke from a feverish dream, covered in sweat, it haunted him with the continued images of his family and the mysterious blond man who leads them. An aching burning pain on his back , coming from his brand, with his eyes still shut and cringing from the pain. He reached over to take his pain medicine he had been given by a family doctor, "Two in the morning and two at night" he remembers the doctor asking of him, but this bottle had had been misplaced "Damn it" not something entirely uncommon for Kazuma to do but he didnt have time to sit around. The young man quickly arose into the shower, letting the cool water clean away the sweat his body has worked up, soothing the pain in his back as the cool water ran over him. The mental toll of these dreams over the past six years had definitely taken its toll, the small voice in the back of his head had begun to get louder and louder in the past weeks as the visions increased in intensity but this method has always been Kazumas method to "unwind" every morning. He had experienced almost two seperate life times in this short time which he often reflected upon, could these things he saw every night be a memory of days past or what is to come? Maybe just his mind playing tricks on him he thought to himself as he stepped out of the shower and prepared for the day. Today was the first day of the rest of his life, his parents had told him, Academy registration day.
His parents had been awaiting this day ever since he can remember, his family where simple delivery people but aimed their sights high for their son. He quickly arose and greeted his parents, his clothing already laid out for him by his mother on his bed with a small note on the door.
Kazuma had a smile on his face as he took the note and turned around, a small map was found with the path to take to the academy and he stepped outside. It was a hot summer day in the cronopolis but when he arose there was an over cast, not that he would of noticed given the shadow casted by the large buildings throughout the city. He took a look around and once outside noticed a large cart, and sitting inside: a small man, not much taller they Kazuma slouched over his cane,
instructing another man where to place the boxes. The other man was the complete opposite of the old man; young , strong, built like a mountain, and almost as tall as one. The old man smiled and waved towards Kazuma and he smiled kindly in return, waving at his new neighbors. As he stepped out he noticed his brand started to itch intensely, much like he felt during his dreams.
Not paying much attention to it he continued onto the academy using a map his family had provided for him, his parents where a bit over protective so Kazuma did not get out much, so the city was mostly unknown to him. Lost in his way while looking down at his map he noticed a small path which cut right threw to the academy, it wasn't labeled for him but a shortcuts a shortcut right? He continued down carefully, being vigilant of the crowd around him, beggars keeping shelter from the heat of the day as well as those who called this alley his home. The young boy could smell the decay and alcohol in the air as he walked through, just then he noticed then a small man in a black robe on the floor his sleeves running down his arms covering his hands. He heard the old man ask for help getting up as people passed but was ignored. Kazuma takes a deep sigh "This is what this city has come to?"Kazuma, unable to pass up this opportunity to help reached over and extended his hand to the old man to help him up. The old mans eyes lit up as he reached into kazumas hand, taking it firmly, his grip that of a man much younger then he seemed. While almost halfway up a gust of wind blew into the mans sleeve, exposing what was inside, an array of centipedes..crawling towards kazumas hand but before he could pull it back one of the centipedes had bit him. A deep wound on his hand as the old man grew a crazed look on his face and quickly ran off with great speed. Before he could give chase or even figure out what was going on, he began to grow faint, stumbling like a drunkard in the alley before collapsing onto a pile of garbage.
He awakes with a black bag over his head, and hands tied behind a chair he is sitting in. The young boy tries to scream out but it seems like he is paralyzed, the toxin from the bug maybe? Tears running down his face as he feels a hand placed on his head firmly, grabbing his skull. He feels as if someone is toying with his brand, like something was breaking out from the inside. Just then he hears an old mans Voice "Found him...prepare for extraction" Kazuma is in a panic, the voice sounds familiar but he cant make sense of what was going on, but before he can do anything he passes out in the chair from the pain.
(OOC: If you wish to join in please pm me as this is my characters back history/plot line so I can explain the plan)
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His parents had been awaiting this day ever since he can remember, his family where simple delivery people but aimed their sights high for their son. He quickly arose and greeted his parents, his clothing already laid out for him by his mother on his bed with a small note on the door.
Kazuma had a smile on his face as he took the note and turned around, a small map was found with the path to take to the academy and he stepped outside. It was a hot summer day in the cronopolis but when he arose there was an over cast, not that he would of noticed given the shadow casted by the large buildings throughout the city. He took a look around and once outside noticed a large cart, and sitting inside: a small man, not much taller they Kazuma slouched over his cane,
Not paying much attention to it he continued onto the academy using a map his family had provided for him, his parents where a bit over protective so Kazuma did not get out much, so the city was mostly unknown to him. Lost in his way while looking down at his map he noticed a small path which cut right threw to the academy, it wasn't labeled for him but a shortcuts a shortcut right? He continued down carefully, being vigilant of the crowd around him, beggars keeping shelter from the heat of the day as well as those who called this alley his home. The young boy could smell the decay and alcohol in the air as he walked through, just then he noticed then a small man in a black robe on the floor his sleeves running down his arms covering his hands. He heard the old man ask for help getting up as people passed but was ignored. Kazuma takes a deep sigh "This is what this city has come to?"Kazuma, unable to pass up this opportunity to help reached over and extended his hand to the old man to help him up. The old mans eyes lit up as he reached into kazumas hand, taking it firmly, his grip that of a man much younger then he seemed. While almost halfway up a gust of wind blew into the mans sleeve, exposing what was inside, an array of centipedes..crawling towards kazumas hand but before he could pull it back one of the centipedes had bit him. A deep wound on his hand as the old man grew a crazed look on his face and quickly ran off with great speed. Before he could give chase or even figure out what was going on, he began to grow faint, stumbling like a drunkard in the alley before collapsing onto a pile of garbage.
He awakes with a black bag over his head, and hands tied behind a chair he is sitting in. The young boy tries to scream out but it seems like he is paralyzed, the toxin from the bug maybe? Tears running down his face as he feels a hand placed on his head firmly, grabbing his skull. He feels as if someone is toying with his brand, like something was breaking out from the inside. Just then he hears an old mans Voice "Found him...prepare for extraction" Kazuma is in a panic, the voice sounds familiar but he cant make sense of what was going on, but before he can do anything he passes out in the chair from the pain.
(OOC: If you wish to join in please pm me as this is my characters back history/plot line so I can explain the plan)
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