Darkness fell... and all the lights would fall... Baba couldnt contain himself much longer as the bone would begin to launch itself out more and more. Shadowy tendrils would begin to shoot up from his skin and bit by bloody bit he would begin to change. The ghoul had come to play... and with every passing moment Kiri would attempt to prolong the inevitable. The crazy thing about inevitability, was that you could not change the certainty of it. It was unwavering. It was truth. Just as true as the grave was for mortals. Just as true as the sun would come out tomorrow. Just as true as Baba's victory on this day... but today he would not be Baba. He was... The monster he held deep... so deep he didnt even let Akumi his best friend see this form...Long, thin, boney arms and hands seemed to lay at his sides, and horns of crimson stood as they were like a crown upon his head. As the Clones would disperse and the Dragon would crumble... The only thing that remained was... The Boogey Man. The monster... the myth. The beast that he never thought he let himself become... but now he was lost in his own mind. Trying to find a reprieve, trying to see an ounce of the light that was once there. Baba was nothing more than a slave to his own demons... they had led him to hate his home. To leave everything behind and put his best friend in danger... They led him to do unspeakable things. They led him to be something he would not know he could become. The Beast of Bone and Threads.
"...Kill..."
Almost as if growling over the downed body of this fallen boy... reaching with an outstretched limb, he would snatch the boy from his spot. No demon within could save him from his fate. No one around to see this boy's final moments. Opposite hand would reach up... and rear its snake bite back. Ready to take this boy's life... Ready to vanquish this foe... Never to raise a hand up against him ever again...
"...Kill..."
Finally... spreading its limb out and tendrils seemingly aimed right for the heart... Ready to rip it out... and with this small second he would finally jab it forward the squelching sounds of flesh being penetrated would be heard... only to fall to a wooshing noise... the noise that was made with basic medical ninjutsu. Looking back, the limb was now a hand... Skin graphed unto it like a human's...
"...I...Will...not...succu<i></i>umb... to... The beast my mother made me..."
Gasping for air... his body would slowly return to normal. Internal turmoils aside... this was his first step to reclaiming the Baba he knew he was. The Baba he wanted to be was better than this... He would not kill unless it was to protect... for now. Somewhere along the line he lost who he'd become. He lost the boy that was forced into immortality, that just wished to play with friends. So, for moments after... he would heal the wounds of Kiri... only to leave a note. 'I'm sorry' was all it stated... and into the night Baba would leave towards the top of the mountain, maybe he would get some insight as to what brought him here... and maybe he could spread the story of the corruption within his village... the corruption that he would look to stop.
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