Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Saiyuki. And I didn't create it. But I'm damn glad Minekura Kazuya-Sama did.
--zie here, hmmm, is this a good plot? Please tell me so I'd know if I should continue it or not. Thanks! --
FORTIFICATION
Chapter One
A young man running with all his might groping the walls of obscurity...
Koryu looked back at the temple. It seemed only like a tiny pyramid from where he was sitting now. Darkness was creeping in fast, and he couldn't go any further, not because of the murkiness of the forest but because of his injured knee. He had been running at full speed then, his lean body carrying a satchel containing his only belongings. He wasn't supposed to have any at all, as was the custom of those in the way of religion, but he still kept what was his. Some people called him a "hardheaded brat", but why the hell should I care he would always say, and he was always backed up by Komyo Sanzo. His possessions included a few meager clothing, and a bead-bracelet given to him by the Sanzo himself a few days ago. A few days before he decided to flee the temple, seeking for something more than just a simple life of prayer and devotion. Somewhere between his thoughts of the Sanzo and the decayed logs on the forest floor, Koryu lost control of his footing and went toppling down the inclination. After a few hours, he had managed to drag himself from the pit he had made from his fall and was now a few hundred meters away from the blasted site.
I wonder if they have already noticed my absence, though I doubt that because I never eat with them or do anything unnecessary with them, and its not as if they even remotely wanted me to join them. Sanzo is too busy to notice me, but its not his fault. But those kids.. those rotten kids who hate me for no reason at all, who make fun of me because, I'm what, blonde? Koryu watched the small flickers of light on the feet of the forest and leaned back against an old wretched tree probably sapped of all its value because of the collection of parasites living on it. He could feel his weight as he leaned on the tree and so decided not to rest too heavily on it. There he again fixed his gaze at the distant temple till night rid him of light. The moon was new that night and he soon fell into a spell of sleep.
Warm water trickled down Koryu's chin. Where's the water coming from? He could only see pale streaks of white rising from every corner of his eye. Elsewhere were myriads of green lightning. But no water. He shook his head to clear away his vision, then he opened his eyes slowly, hands shielding his eyes so that the bright light wouldn't hurt them. Sure enough, the sun was way up high and he could feel the burning sensation in his skin. He stood up and wiped himself free as much as possible from the clinging grass and soil. Where do I go now? he asked himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw
Something moving. Or perhaps someone. Someone who will take me to a village where I can start over again, not just any weird kid, but someone respected...With that, he carried his weight on his good foot and followed his senses.
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