Ziren found himself in the Forest of Death, yet again. He was in the middle of training when he had a thought. His other self has been extremely quiet. Instead of calling out in his mind, this time, Ziren just went into his mind to see what was up. What was his evil self planning?
He found himself in a black void. Which was weird because his evil self would usually decorate his mind with bloodified versions of the Leaf. "Hey! Where are you!" Ziren yelled. Waiting for an answer. He waited a minute, then another. He then felt a stinging pain in his side, be looked down and was surprised to see blood. And then his evil reflection was back, though he didn't seem to notice Ziren.
"Man that felt good!"
Ziren ran up to him and punched him hard in his face. He seen that there was a similar wound in his evil self. "Where the hell were you! I couldn't even feel your presence!"
Bloodlust Ziren took the punch like a champ. He smiled. "What do you mean? I've been here all along. Just because you don't see or hear from me doesn't mean that I'm not here. I was sleeping."
"Then how do you explain this!" Ziren pointed to his wound that his evil self shares with him.
Bloodlust Ziren growled, and then said, "Easy. Something or someone must have decided to hurt you and then left you since it figured you were dead."
Ziren thought about that.He knew that something was wrong. But he can't really prove anything. So Ziren will just have to pay even more close attention to his evil self. Things just didn't add up. He didn't say anything, but left his mind and back into his physical body. He walked out of the Forest, noticing that once he was in the village, that a man ran away, blood on his hands, fear of what he did was on his eyes, he clutched his wound on his side, as he ran out of town. Instantly, Ziren's hand went to his own side, which has already healed up before he could touch the wound.
Inside Ziren's mind...
Bloodlust Ziren smiled. He was getting stronger. Strong enough to get out if this accursed body. Strong enough for some real fun. Strong enough to kill his weaker self.
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He found himself in a black void. Which was weird because his evil self would usually decorate his mind with bloodified versions of the Leaf. "Hey! Where are you!" Ziren yelled. Waiting for an answer. He waited a minute, then another. He then felt a stinging pain in his side, be looked down and was surprised to see blood. And then his evil reflection was back, though he didn't seem to notice Ziren.
"Man that felt good!"
Ziren ran up to him and punched him hard in his face. He seen that there was a similar wound in his evil self. "Where the hell were you! I couldn't even feel your presence!"
Bloodlust Ziren took the punch like a champ. He smiled. "What do you mean? I've been here all along. Just because you don't see or hear from me doesn't mean that I'm not here. I was sleeping."
"Then how do you explain this!" Ziren pointed to his wound that his evil self shares with him.
Bloodlust Ziren growled, and then said, "Easy. Something or someone must have decided to hurt you and then left you since it figured you were dead."
Ziren thought about that.He knew that something was wrong. But he can't really prove anything. So Ziren will just have to pay even more close attention to his evil self. Things just didn't add up. He didn't say anything, but left his mind and back into his physical body. He walked out of the Forest, noticing that once he was in the village, that a man ran away, blood on his hands, fear of what he did was on his eyes, he clutched his wound on his side, as he ran out of town. Instantly, Ziren's hand went to his own side, which has already healed up before he could touch the wound.
Inside Ziren's mind...
Bloodlust Ziren smiled. He was getting stronger. Strong enough to get out if this accursed body. Strong enough for some real fun. Strong enough to kill his weaker self.
(Note, this is also part of an app for kin)
(Also 394 words)