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the original character, Makoto. Using my original characters in your own
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Chapter 6
The Earth Sword, Kasekijinsei
An awesome blast from the wind scar created cracks and fissures in the ground. The mammoth size of the ravines transcended far beyond the powerful Makoto's.
As the dust and wind gradually subsided, a maimed and hurt Makoto laid sprawled out on the earth.
"Damn you, Makoto," Inuyasha said. "You are finally dead. And may your vile soul burn in the fiery pits of hell. Rest in agony."
As Inuyasha sheathed the Tetsusaiga, Makoto began to slowly rise.
"What? Alive?"
Makoto sensed Inuyasha's presence. He looked directly at him, even though he was blind. Makoto's fearsome red eyes had vanished.
"Brother..."
Makoto was enervated and weak. He was greatly hurt, and fell to the ground once more.
"Please...brother, Inuyasha. Kill me now."
"Huh?"
"Kill me. My senses are enfeebled. This would be the time to end my existence."
Inuyasha unsheathed the Tetsusaiga. It grew and sharpened with a valiant luster.
"Damn it, Makoto. You destroyed and ruined everything. Everyone."
Inuyasha, swiftly and decisively, plunged the Tetsusaiga down into Makoto's back. It cut a fatal, deep wound that secreted streams of blood. Makoto remained emotionless, without a single sign of pain. Inuyasha removed the Tetsusaiga slowly, blood trickling down the mirrored mountain of steel. Makoto closed his eyes.
There was cold silence. The violent wind was gone now.
Then suddenly, Makoto's hand began to twitch. He brought his hand up, and felt the mortal gash on his back. The fresh blood felt distinct in his hand. He laid his hand back down and rested.
"Damn it, you're alive, Makoto?"
Makoto didn't answer Inuyasha. He only managed to muster enough strength to feel the earth with his fingertips. But after he rested for a while, he opened his blind eyes and grabbed the ground harshly. He tore open the earth with his single palm.
The soil began to contort and mold itself into a figure. The sculpture erupted from the earth abruptly, and soared through the air like a gallant eagle in bright daylight. It was a sword, and plummeted down from the sky heavily. It stabbed itself into the ground, landing with a now ominous, foreboding aura.
"What the hell?"
Makoto stood up, and walked over to the earth sword.
"Kasekijinsei."
He grabbed the newly created, powerful sword of terra, and pulled it out from the ground. It shone with the exact shimmer as the Tetsusaiga. Makoto then sensed Inuyasha's presence. With the Kasekijinsei in hand, he leapt at Inuyasha; the force of terra's anti-divinity concentrated, to crush any living soul. Inuyasha prepared the Tetsusaiga readily, and soon, their forces collided once again. The two swords smashed together, metal versus earth. Although it seemed the wooden and earthy Kasekijinsei would be cut by the Tetsusaiga's steel, it did not sever, nor even succumb slightly. They were of equal forces, it seemed. Inuyasha's half-demon blood was surging with vengeance, and Makoto's being was devoted to the passion of death.
"Give up, brother Inuyasha," Makoto said. "Time is your only protector. And as such a feeble guardian, you will give in. It is inevitable."
"Damn it."
Inuyasha pushed away, and leapt up into the sky once more. He came down, their swords clashing with vehemence.
"It is futile, brother," Makoto said.
The Kasekijinsei grew, and shot a powerful gale of wind. It was aimed adroitly at Inuyasha, and caught him in the chest. He was thrown backward; his bloodied face hit the mutilated earth.
"Ugh..."
Makoto stood impassively, aware of Inuyasha's incapacitation.
"Inuyasha, accept your unavoidable death."
"Never. Damn you, Makoto..." Inuyasha said in a faint voice.
"You will die, brother. I will ensure it. I am Makoto. My existence to this world is important; above all others. For I am like the grim reaper. My purpose is to kill. Death is inevitable and perpetual, continuous. Bodies are born from the earth, and then die. They die and go back into the earth. It happens because it happens, and I will ensure that the cycle is never broken; that death means the end, and also the beginning."
"Damn..."
"I exist because of death. It is a necessity to this world. May you rest, and continue on."
Makoto drew the Kasekijinsei, and attempted to slash Inuyasha. At that time, however, Inuyasha had recovered, and evaded the assault. He drew the Tetsusaiga, and nicked Makoto's shoulder. It was a minor wound, not altering Makoto's disposition whatsoever. Makoto reacted quickly, injecting the Kasekijinsei into the ground below him. The land burst open; the earth now completely maimed. Inuyasha was again caught in the blast, and was hurt severely. He now laid unconscious, body immobile and mind elsewhere.
Chapter 6
The Earth Sword, Kasekijinsei
An awesome blast from the wind scar created cracks and fissures in the ground. The mammoth size of the ravines transcended far beyond the powerful Makoto's.
As the dust and wind gradually subsided, a maimed and hurt Makoto laid sprawled out on the earth.
"Damn you, Makoto," Inuyasha said. "You are finally dead. And may your vile soul burn in the fiery pits of hell. Rest in agony."
As Inuyasha sheathed the Tetsusaiga, Makoto began to slowly rise.
"What? Alive?"
Makoto sensed Inuyasha's presence. He looked directly at him, even though he was blind. Makoto's fearsome red eyes had vanished.
"Brother..."
Makoto was enervated and weak. He was greatly hurt, and fell to the ground once more.
"Please...brother, Inuyasha. Kill me now."
"Huh?"
"Kill me. My senses are enfeebled. This would be the time to end my existence."
Inuyasha unsheathed the Tetsusaiga. It grew and sharpened with a valiant luster.
"Damn it, Makoto. You destroyed and ruined everything. Everyone."
Inuyasha, swiftly and decisively, plunged the Tetsusaiga down into Makoto's back. It cut a fatal, deep wound that secreted streams of blood. Makoto remained emotionless, without a single sign of pain. Inuyasha removed the Tetsusaiga slowly, blood trickling down the mirrored mountain of steel. Makoto closed his eyes.
There was cold silence. The violent wind was gone now.
Then suddenly, Makoto's hand began to twitch. He brought his hand up, and felt the mortal gash on his back. The fresh blood felt distinct in his hand. He laid his hand back down and rested.
"Damn it, you're alive, Makoto?"
Makoto didn't answer Inuyasha. He only managed to muster enough strength to feel the earth with his fingertips. But after he rested for a while, he opened his blind eyes and grabbed the ground harshly. He tore open the earth with his single palm.
The soil began to contort and mold itself into a figure. The sculpture erupted from the earth abruptly, and soared through the air like a gallant eagle in bright daylight. It was a sword, and plummeted down from the sky heavily. It stabbed itself into the ground, landing with a now ominous, foreboding aura.
"What the hell?"
Makoto stood up, and walked over to the earth sword.
"Kasekijinsei."
He grabbed the newly created, powerful sword of terra, and pulled it out from the ground. It shone with the exact shimmer as the Tetsusaiga. Makoto then sensed Inuyasha's presence. With the Kasekijinsei in hand, he leapt at Inuyasha; the force of terra's anti-divinity concentrated, to crush any living soul. Inuyasha prepared the Tetsusaiga readily, and soon, their forces collided once again. The two swords smashed together, metal versus earth. Although it seemed the wooden and earthy Kasekijinsei would be cut by the Tetsusaiga's steel, it did not sever, nor even succumb slightly. They were of equal forces, it seemed. Inuyasha's half-demon blood was surging with vengeance, and Makoto's being was devoted to the passion of death.
"Give up, brother Inuyasha," Makoto said. "Time is your only protector. And as such a feeble guardian, you will give in. It is inevitable."
"Damn it."
Inuyasha pushed away, and leapt up into the sky once more. He came down, their swords clashing with vehemence.
"It is futile, brother," Makoto said.
The Kasekijinsei grew, and shot a powerful gale of wind. It was aimed adroitly at Inuyasha, and caught him in the chest. He was thrown backward; his bloodied face hit the mutilated earth.
"Ugh..."
Makoto stood impassively, aware of Inuyasha's incapacitation.
"Inuyasha, accept your unavoidable death."
"Never. Damn you, Makoto..." Inuyasha said in a faint voice.
"You will die, brother. I will ensure it. I am Makoto. My existence to this world is important; above all others. For I am like the grim reaper. My purpose is to kill. Death is inevitable and perpetual, continuous. Bodies are born from the earth, and then die. They die and go back into the earth. It happens because it happens, and I will ensure that the cycle is never broken; that death means the end, and also the beginning."
"Damn..."
"I exist because of death. It is a necessity to this world. May you rest, and continue on."
Makoto drew the Kasekijinsei, and attempted to slash Inuyasha. At that time, however, Inuyasha had recovered, and evaded the assault. He drew the Tetsusaiga, and nicked Makoto's shoulder. It was a minor wound, not altering Makoto's disposition whatsoever. Makoto reacted quickly, injecting the Kasekijinsei into the ground below him. The land burst open; the earth now completely maimed. Inuyasha was again caught in the blast, and was hurt severely. He now laid unconscious, body immobile and mind elsewhere.