Nanim's mother sighed as she watched her daughter from the doorway, Nanim skipped and jumped happily through the green grass, smiling merrily, her bright eyes glinting in the sun, her hair flying in the wind. The wind...soon Nanim would have to go, the elder had said that Nanim had the same gift her grandmother had. Nanim's grandmother, Talim, had passed away a few years after Nainim was born, but her holy blades lay in a place of honor in the temple of the wind. Nanim's mother sighed and looked at Nanim one last time, "Good luck on your journey my daughter." she said as she turned and bustled back into the house, getting ready to make dinner.
Nanim smiled and sang a light, merry tune as she played, singing to the wind, and the wind sang back.
Zasalamel and his acolytes looked at the ruins of what had once been the home of a cult, worshiping the god of destruction, somewhere in the ruins lay Asholette, the one thing that had stopped the Black Giant, Astaroth, Zasalamel would find her and use her as his own. Zasalamel waved his hand at the ruins and his acolytes set to work, clearing rubble and searching, moving carefully in case of any forgotten traps in the ruins should go off.
Tinma stepped out of the forest and looked down the hill at a few white robed figures moving around the ruins of an old temple. Tinma smiled, he had been looking through the ruins for a while now, and he knew that most of the traps were still intact. Just as he finished his thoughts a loud explosion sounded from the ruins and three flaming, white-robed figures ran out of the ruins, screaming as their companions tried to put out the flames. Tinma repositioned his sword and started down, might as well greet the new guests.
Kamikirimusi smiled happily and skipped through the burning town, the spirits and demons that were her friends flew about the town, killing and burning merrily. Kamikirimusi smiled and brought her large mace swinging around, smashing a poor villager completely in half, the man's guts spewed across the ground and through the air, the female oni smiled and put her mace over her shoulder, skipping out of the burning village and leading her allies to the next town, the fun was just beginning.
Raphael smiled at Amy, "Come my dear, we must go, our world awaits!" Amy smiled and picked up her rapier, "Yes Raphael, I'm coming!" she said, rushing to her adopted father's side, "Ok, I'm ready." she said with a nod and a smile. "All right then," Raphael said, "Now take my hand, I don't want you getting lost." Amy smiled and took Raphael's hand as they stepped out of their mansion and into the dark forest, "Let's go find Soul Edge!" Amy said with a giggle as they started walking through the forest.
Scheherazade stepped out of the small cave she had used as her shelter and stretched widely, yawning and smiling at the blue sky, "All right, a new day, let's have fun!" she said to herself, grabbing her pack and putting her sheath on her belt as she skipped merrily down the mountainside towards the nearest village, her pointed ears twitched slightly as her bright blond hair brushed against it.
