Board Thread:Tokyo Arc's/@comment-27973212-20160711014945/@comment-28238325-20160818234928

On the suffering continued for Yoko without evidence of concluding anytime soon. The pain had become worse and her senses failed her consistently. The mother’s body felt the floor beneath it when she finally collapsed beneath the pressure of something biologically inexplicable. She wasn’t sure if it was a dream, the door opening to reveal a pair of shined shoes that approached her quickly or hands taking her up into a chasm of darkness.



“..H..hn..Stop..stop!”

Her meek voice pleaded but the speed she was dragged at did not pause for a second to listen. At this point there was a tiny amount of relief enduring the fray. There was no pain now almost instantaneously removed from her and replaced with numbness of both her body and her mind. Noises escaped her and scents but all too quickly she was released harshly once more onto the unforgiving ground. A sharp sensation indicated to her something was injured due to the rough way she was being handled by those she could only assume with her captors. In silence she laid still attempting gradually to regain some kind of control over her mindset. Her hand was wet…why was it wet? Yoko managed to stand herself up once again haphazardly staggering until she could manage a balance.

“..H..hello?..”

She couldn’t be sure if she made a sound at all so distorted the utterance that escaped from her dry mouth. No one answered her.

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'“..Excuse me, esteemed guest. The time has come.”'

The time being alone had gone on for so long Akane was lost in her thoughts. It was when an unfamiliar voice made itself known that she was shocked back to reality. The girl was calm and faced a man in a mask similar to the other’s she had met previously also dressed far fancier than she. There was a servant’s heart about him and there was no sign he intended to make his low rank a secret he would not be of use to her besides to show her the way to the next step of this task.

“..Please don’t…I..I know you smell her too…She’s out 'there..'She could help us..”

There it was again. The incessant prattling of a curse.

“..You mean help you.”

Subconsciously she was there standing before her. Her tiny body tightly wrapped in barbed vines and unable to move or speak without pain. The sorrow in her blue eyes gave her a sick feeling she’d been attempting to escape for far too long.

Her feet followed the path of the summoner through a long hall that’s light slowly began to slip away.

“..Please put this on.”

She was handed a slip of thick black cloth and before she could inquire about it’s value she was answered. ' “..Our lady would like for you to immerse yourself in the element of surprise. He who you know as ‘Kami’ has insisted upon this.”'

It was good enough for her to hear he intended things this way. However she wondered why he hadn’t made it one patch to match her other. Now without clear sight it was for the servant to lead her the rest of the way and this he did. Soon she was standing still and her lead had made himself scarce.

“..H..hello?..”

What. What was that? A spark inside of her reacted as if it was a match and would light upon a range of torches within her core. It was as if she was struck directly in the face so fervent a stench that had once been familiar and now estranged. No amount of time away however, could force her to forget that repulsive voice. Shock became excitement much too quickly and Akane began to understand the meaning of Kami’s experiment.