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[Akira]

READ MINE!!!!!

[Minosheep]

The "warrior" formerly known as Lucifer began to trek through the forest, taking with him two sheep. The crook might come in handy after all. The first day of traveling passed uneventfully. That night he slaughtered a sheep and ate most of it. The rest he left out as bait for a wolf. He needed some good, old fashioned training the way his father learned to fight-- wild animals. His leaned back against a tree and waited, silent, making sure that the wind blew towards him, away from the sheep, so that the wolf wouldn't smell him. It was tiresome, waiting, and he continually had to shift his position around the tiny clearing as the wind shifted its own. But finally, after what seemed like hours, a head poked through the brush about three feet to the left of Demonic's position. And, inexperienced as he was, he immediately lept to the attack. Forgetting to draw his swords first. And, of course, he made a lot of noise. And, of course, this led the wolf to the conclusion that something was rapidly approaching it from the right. And, of course, it was on the defensive at once.
Demonic realized his big mistake-- said mistake being his lack of weapon-- and immediately jumped backwards, drawing both of his swords. He gauged his chances of killing it as it rushed him, but the wolf made no motion other than sitting, watching, perhaps waiting for an action from Demonic. Demonic obliged and stepped forward. The wolf stepped backward and lowered itself to the ground, snarling viciously. Demonic took another step. The wolf stepped back again. Demonic grinned, beginning to like this little game and stepped forward yet again. And the wolf pounced. Demonic was ready for it-- or so he thought-- and swung upward. The sword proved a bit heavier than he'd anticipated. The blade whizzed right past the wolf, and murderously sharp fangs dug into Demonic's shoulder. He let out a cry of pain, but then noticed that the wolf was holding on. So, naturally, his other sword came in to jab at its ribs. Which it did. And went in deep, though it didn't quite score a kill. The wolf lay on the ground, blood running down its muzzle. Blood that was both its own and Demonic's.
He walked to the dying animal and thrust into its neck. Needless to say, it died. And Demonic loved the scent of blood filling the air. And then he hated that he was a killer. Perhaps just a wolf, but it was also a life.
In the midst of his little epiphany he realized that wolves were pack animals. The others of this one's pack couldn't be too far away. And he realized that he'd better get the Hells out of there before the rest of the wolved caught up. The scent of blood had to be attracting them. So Demonic quickly began to head north. No time to bring his remaining sheep with him, no time to bandage the wound on his shoulder.
Two more days of traveling, killing deer to eat as he found them. He'd only found one. He had what he hadn't yet eaten skewered on a wooden pole that he'd sharpened with one of the swords. While he was doing so he noticed some engravings on the blade. Written in Oni-ga, the language of the devil. He recognized the jagged curves of the figures. It turned out that the engravings were actually the swords' names. He could only decipher one of them: Bloodreign. The other was still a mystery. As far as he translated, it started with an "F" and was seperated into two words. Tonight he was going to work on it. He'd figure it out eventually. Not that it mattered, but it allowed him to focus his mind until he could find some village or something.

Updated, finally. Ending of this chap is a bit rough, but the final product will be better.

[Minosheep]

"Fire."
That was the first word of the name of his second sword. He sait it aloud again.
"Fire..."
The first letter cluster of the second half of the name was 'Gu.'
Demonic rubbed his temples as he continued to look over the engraving. It wasn't easy to translate. All he had was 'Fire Gu.' Still, it was a start. A good one, at that. Few people these days knew much Oni-ga. His father happened to be fluent in it.
"Fire Guard."
Fire Guard. That's all he could distinguish, but there was more to it. Fire Guarder?
"Fire Guardian."
Demonic looked at the sword. It emitted a faint glow as he said the words. Then he noticed the binding at the end of the symbols, making them all one word.
"FireGuardian."
The sword began to hum mildly, a metallic sound, and the blade began to glow a dull red.
"FireGuardian!"
As he said it again, with more force, the dull glow changed to a bright shade of red. Small flames leapt about the blade, and the humming became louder. He placed Bloodreign next to FireGuardian.
"Bloodreign!"
Bloodreign began to pulse a deep, dark blue, small patterns moving along the blade and hilt. Demonic grinned, and then held the blades in his hands next to eachother. The flames turned dark blue and engulfed both swords. They were now both glowing bright red and humming metallically. The dark blue flames were dancing in the air now, around the blades. Demonic felt a surge of power rush into his arms and his hair writhed in the wind that suddenly kicked up, and the flames gently billowed, sending dark embers to dance upon the currents.
He noticed the swords felt lighter. He gave Bloodreign a swing, and it left a dark blue trail. He did the same with FireGuardian, and it left one of crimson. The swords were incredibly balanced like this, but they seemed to be slowly draining him.
"I could get used to this after a while."
With a satisfactory nod, Demonic sheathed the swords and they immediately reverted. He took off the belt and then stuck it in his tent, then curled up beside it and slept with his armor on.
He was sure he'd soon get to try out his swords. He'd heard of giant raccoons being in this forest. It sounded like quite a fun challenge to undergo, killing them.

Yay. Updatedness againness. Will polish the rough points later. This is a rough draft, you understand.

[shadokastur]

Good stuff Demonic!! Feels like watching a Lvl 1 char in an RPG....with the Stephen King twist! Rock on keep up the good work!

[Minosheep]

My goodness I haven't updated in so long! Ack!

-gets to writing!-

[Sperrit]

YEAH! You better get to it!
*gets whip*
Wait a sec... What am I doing!?
This is Sciler's job!
*hands whip to Sciler*
Keep an eye on him!

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