He never thought that he was missing out on anything, infact he was certain that he had it all...then why was he feeling as if something was missing?
He was powerful, feared by all; worshiped. He had lived so long that he had travelled the country-side over and again. He had seen it all; hell he had conquered it all.
'Maybe that's why you're so bored.'
Hn.
'What? No denying the fact? No, 'This Sesshomaru would never lower himself to feel such a thing as boredom' bullshit?'
Indeed. This Sesshomaru need's not explain himself to any being, especially himself.
With that said his beast merely chuckled before hiding back within the shadows of his mind that was and remained his cage.
But even if he would not admit it, to another or to his beast, he was indeed bored. He had lived forever and a century...what more could life offer him now?
A/N- OOoh. Another random short. Again review for more...you may ask for certain things to appear in the story and if it's reasonable I will oblidge.
Stay sane.
Yours Truly,
A Stranger.