"Now I remember who you were. The man who came to our door that day in a business suit," my realization hit me, but I let it roll right off of me as I stood back up, defiant as ever. The only thing I noticed at that moment was more cool rage washed over me as I stared at the necromancer. Today had been one never-ending pissing contest after another and it was seriously not giving me a chance to calm myself down, even in the slightest. It was only when I was about to go head first, haphazardly, once more, that Suika came to my side and did 'something' to my spear. I don't know how to explain it, but the metal seemed to grow a lot lighter in my hands along with raising a few degrees Celsius if I wasn't mistaken. It caused a neat invigorating feeling to well up within me and when I saw the coloration of the metal lighten back to its original metallic grey, I knew I had just received the power up I had been looking for when I originally merged that damned armed to my blade. I nodded my head at Suika's words as I focused back on the pile of poop in front of us.
"And don't talk about my mother like she was a saint. Her mind was long gone by the time I killed her in that fire. Even if what you said was true, what does it matter? She ignored me for my entire life, why should I start caring about her intentions after death?" I spat out a glob of blood, my teeth slightly reddening as I gave him my best Cheshire grin I could muster. I was getting tired of being told off about my parents like they mattered. I already got my rage at Akio over with when I pulverized him into the floor. I had no interest in talking about my 'mother' and I never gave a shit about my ancestors or their machinations, to begin with. They, the whole lot of them, could burn in hell for all I cared. All of it was a bullshit powerplay, anyway... Man, I really was feeling fatigued from my exertions today, now that I thought about it. Enough so, that I could barely keep my wits about me.
"Now, you die. I'm tired of looking at you and your voice is beyond fucking grating," I spoke, emphasizing the last three words as I once again recast my [Omni-Flash]. I was done with him countering us and I could only hope this was going to be the end of this fool. I mean really, who talks so menacingly to two kids? Dude needed to die for being a loser if nothing else.
"And don't talk about my mother like she was a saint. Her mind was long gone by the time I killed her in that fire. Even if what you said was true, what does it matter? She ignored me for my entire life, why should I start caring about her intentions after death?" I spat out a glob of blood, my teeth slightly reddening as I gave him my best Cheshire grin I could muster. I was getting tired of being told off about my parents like they mattered. I already got my rage at Akio over with when I pulverized him into the floor. I had no interest in talking about my 'mother' and I never gave a shit about my ancestors or their machinations, to begin with. They, the whole lot of them, could burn in hell for all I cared. All of it was a bullshit powerplay, anyway... Man, I really was feeling fatigued from my exertions today, now that I thought about it. Enough so, that I could barely keep my wits about me.
"Now, you die. I'm tired of looking at you and your voice is beyond fucking grating," I spoke, emphasizing the last three words as I once again recast my [Omni-Flash]. I was done with him countering us and I could only hope this was going to be the end of this fool. I mean really, who talks so menacingly to two kids? Dude needed to die for being a loser if nothing else.