Hello everyone!How are you all today? I'm pretty good myself. I'm actually visiting my brother right now, but needed to post, so here you go. I'm going to keep this brief, so enjoy!
-Floor 11-
Chosaint walked into the small bar that Klein and the rest of the Fuurinkazan, except for Ruhe, sat. "Hey, Chosaint, what's up?"
"I have something amazing to show you." He replied.
"And that would be?"
"It'd be easier if I showed you in a duel."
"Alright." The leader said.
"But I want to make it interesting."
"Interesting how?" Dale asked.
"Interesting in I won't use any weapons." The agility type said.
"Well that's bold." Dynamm said.
"That confident you'll win, huh?" Klein asked.
"I'm positive I'll win."
Klein flew forward towards his opponent, attempting to slice into him with his katana. Chosaint simply stood still, a smile on his face. Klein could see his opponent getting closer and closer as his legs propelled him forward. He could see a slight glow in Chosaint's eyes though.
Chosaint saw something completely different though. He saw the world in a greenish hue as his opponent closed in on him. An after image of Klein followed behind the guild leader as he charged. Klein was only feet away when a red line appeared before Chosaint.
The agility type stepped out of the way of the line just as Klein's blade followed the path it took. Chosaint turned at the same time and could see an afterimage following behind him as well.
The red haired player spun and another red line appeared. The Purple Blur ducked under the line just as the blade ran through it. Chosaint could feel the slight difference in the speed of the world around him as he moved. Chosaint then spun and swept Klein's legs out from under him behind jumping backwards.
Klein groaned as he got back up, but charged at the other player once again. The leader unleashed a fury of slashes, all of which Chosaint duck, dodged, and back stepped away from, using the red line to predict where Klein was about to strike. The entire time, Chosaint wore a smile on his face.
"I knew you were fast, but not this fast." Klein said, panting.
"And that's what I wanted you to pick up on." Chosaint said.
"What?" Klein asked, before the other player rushed forward.
The agility type led with a haymaker, which connected to Klein's face. He then launched a right hook, slamming into Klein's temple, before punching him in the stomach. The Purple Blur then kneed Klein in the face as he was doubled over, dealing enough damage to end the fight.
"How did you do that?" Issin asked.
"I got a new skill." Chosaint replied.
"You got what?" Klein asked.
"Here, look." The agility type said as he opened his menu. He then entered the skill screen and scrolled down to "Accelerated Perception," And turned the screen around, allowing the others to read the description.
"This skill allows players to see the world quicker than other players. Time will slow, allowing the player to have more time to react to the world around them. Upgrades will allow the skill to become stronger." Klein read.
"So, you see things in slow-motion?" Dale asked.
"That and I get red lines that indicate where you'll be attacking now because I put a few upgrades into it." Chosaint replied, closing the screen.
"So you can't be hit?" Klein asked.
"Unless someone has an extremely quick attack or an unpredictable one, probably not." He replied.
"Wow." Dale said in amazement. "You could become invincible."
"That's the idea." Chosaint replied. "But first, I have something to do."
"And what would that something be?" Klein asked.
"Don't worry, you'll see it all over the news." Chosaint replied as he began to walk away.
-Floor 32-
Asashin slashed into a wolf and as it's health dropped, his rose. "So, it is that easy, huh?"
"Did I just see what I thought I saw?" One of the other cloaked men said, anger tainting his voice.
"That depends on what you saw." The teen replied, his own tone matching the other player's.
"I think I just saw life steal in action, but we all know something like that isn't possible, now is it?"
"Well obviously it is."
The other man pulled out his sword and pointed it at Asashin. "You better tell me how the hell you got that kid, or else you're gonna get gutted."
"I'd like to see you try." He replied. The other player charged at Asashin and sloppily slashed at the teen, who easily dodged and slashed his dagger upwards, easily cutting off the other player's arm. The arm and the sword both slammed into the ground. The arm shattered upon impact and the sword clanged loudly against the concrete below their feet. "Care to try again?"
"Asashin, Kuma, that's enough." PoH said.
"He has something that he's hiding from us though." Kuma replied.
"Nobody ever asked if I had any tricks up my sleeve so I didn't reveal them." Asashin replied.
"If he doesn't want to reveal his secrets he doesn't have to." PoH said. "Now drop it."
"Whatever." Kuma replied.
"I didn't realize I'd have to be babysitting when I invited you two to come and train with me."
"You wouldn't have to if the twenty-year-old child didn't come with us." The teen said.
"I said drop it." PoH growled. "What was he getting all worked up about anyways?"
"I got a new skill, one that I don't think anyone else has."
"A life steal skill?"
"It's called "Leach," but yes."
"So you just slash them and get health back for it?"
"As far as I can tell." The agility type replied.
"Sounds interesting. How'd you get it."
"Well, a screen appeared in front of me saying that I was the first player to kill fifty other players in-game. When I checked my skills afterwards, there it sat."
"Fifity kills, huh? You must have the highest count out of anyone so far."
"I would assume so, seeing as they gave me a special skill for it."
"We don't know if you got it because of the fifty player kills. Maybe it was because of the person you killed."
"It could be. I don't know though."
"The real question is, are there more unique skills like it?"
"I don't know. There probably are though, why?"
"Because, if we get our hands on more unique skills, we'll become even more famous than we are now and stronger along with it." The leader answered.
"I'm sure the world knowing that a band of mass murders is on the loose is more than enough fame."
"Ahh, my friend. You look too small scale. Nobody else sees this world like we do. Nobody else enjoys this game like we do. If we become more famous, we can spread our word to the rest of the world. We can reach new recruits faster than ever before."
"Like a cult?" Asashin asked.
"Like a militia." PoH corrected. "A militia with a rightful cause."
"We aren't organized like a militia though. We act like terrorists."
"The line between terrorist and revolutionary is a very blurred one. We simply push people to see the truth in the game that we play. The fact that people aren't playing it right is one that needs to be changed."
"You see the world how you feel like it. We all already know that by the end of all of this, we'll be pinned as villains and charged with murder." Asashin said as he began to walk away.
"Why did you join us?" PoH asked.
"What do you mean?" He replied.
"Why did you join the Laughing Coffin. You obviously don't believe in our message or our meaning, so why join us?"
"There's safety in numbers. Alone, I'll be hunted, with you, I'm the hunter. I joined you to stay alive, not to be brainwashed by your cult, not to become a slave for you to use at your whim." The teen said, before walking away.
As the agility type walked away, PoH kept a smile on his face. Not a friendly one, not a happy one, but a murderous one.
"What're you thinking, boss?" Kuma asked.
"I'm thinking we should follow him."
"And why's that?"
"Because I doubt that friend of his will be far away."
"What friend?"
"The Purple Blur, the player that attempted to defeat a boss with only himself and another player. The players that could be very useful to our goal of spreading the word of our cause."
"How are you so sure?"
PoH opened his inventory and pulled out the wanted poster with Asashin's name on it. "Because if I've found this, so has he."
Asashin continued to walk through the dark forest before a screen popped up in front of him, indicating he had a message. Asashin opened it to find it was written by Chosaint. "Meet me on the 2nd floor. I'll be in the exact middle of the Desolate Planes. I'll be alone, so should you."
"And why should I trust you?" Asashin wrote back.
"You shouldn't, but I'm giving you the chance to have your final showdown like you've always wanted. Today is the day that we finish all of this. I'll be waiting."
Asashin closed the message window and considered the opportunity. He then began walking over to the teleporter on the floor. He was headed to the second floor and he wasn't the only one.
-Floor 4-
Isami carefully helped Ruhe onto her feet. Her leg had finally healed, but he wasn't taking any chances. "How does it feel?" He asked as she supported her own weight.
"I'm fine." She replied, taking a step on the newly healed leg. "As good as new."
"Excellent." Isami replied. "Now, let's find out where your boyfriend is." He then opened his menu and typed out a message to Chosaint, asking where the teen was.
Within a few moments he received a message back. "Tying up loose ends." Isami read aloud. "What does that mean?"
Ruhe thought for a second, before the color drained from her face. "He's ending whatever issue he has with someone. He's going after Asashin."
"He wouldn't." The man replied. "It's too dangerous."
"He drug me into a boss fight with just us two. You don't think he would?"
"But he did that for the experience points."
"You saw how much experience I got from that fight. He probably got just as much if not more and thinks that he can finish things between himself and Asashin."
"Oh no." Isami whispered. "We have to go, now!" Isami's voice had panic in his voice as he tore open the door and ran down the stairs, Ruhe was quickly behind him.
"We don't even know where he's at though."
"Then think of any secluded spot you can and go there. Track him, mark him on your map, do whatever you have to. We have to do it fast though." Isami then threw open the front door and charged out of it.
"So we're splitting up?" The girl asked as she followed behind him, not bothering to close the door in her haste.
"Yes." He replied.
-Floor 2-
Devoid of life. That's exactly how Chosaint wanted it. No monsters, no players, no sounds. The only sound was the wind blowing through the tall grass of the savanna. It gave off a pleasant rustling sound. However, soon enough, there was a second rustling sound coming from behind him. It was calm and slow as well. Whatever was approaching him, it wasn't doing so in a hurry.
Chosaint tuned around to see another player walking up to him. They stopped moving about 25 yards away from him. A black cloak covered their body and head. "You wanna take that hood off?"
Asashin lifted his hands and pushed the hood off of his head, showing his pale skin, nearly completely black eyes, and unkempt black hair. Chosaint could've swore he looked paler than he did the first time they met. "Happy?" He asked.
"I suppose. You came here alone, so that's a lot more than I expected."
"I told you this once before, I want a glorious final battle. One on one, to the death."
"Like Luke and Vader?" Chosaint asked.
"I prefer Achilles and Hector." Asashin replied.
"Fan of mythological movies?"
"No, just a fan of mythology."
"I see. Then shall we begin?" Chosaint asked.
"I suppose we should." Asashin replied.
Both of the agility types equipped their daggers. Both of them had a trick up their sleeve. Both of them didn't know about the other's newly acquired skill.
They stood still. Neither of them moved a muscle. A gust of wind blew on Chosaint's back and Asashin's face. The sun was beginning to set to Chosaint's right. The wind blew Chosaint's hair over his face and Asashin's cloak backwards.
"Goodbye Vader." Chosaint said.
"Goodbye Hector." Asashin replied.
The stage was set, the match was about to begin.
Here we go! It was bound to happen sooner or later. Ihope you're all excite for the next chapter or two, because I plan on this fight expanding into the next two chapters. Anyways, I hope you all have a wonderful day!