Board Thread:Tokyo Arc's/@comment-27973212-20160711014945/@comment-28238325-20160713220800

“..The time has come to prove yourself to me.”

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The words of God, echoed in the depth of her mind. Dilapidated and deranged these were the words playing over and over like a record that had lost its ability to proceed past the first verse of it’s track. In the dimly lit room isolated from the party merely feet away from her she sat alone. Her small body was resting upon a rather exquisite looking sofa set surrounded by equally regal furbishment. Granted it was not nearly as comfortable as it looked and it’s quality had been sacrificed for it’s appearance. A lie. Her hair hung in coiling strands below her jawline and cascaded atop her torso as well as down her back. Akane was dressed in her usual attire that being a featureless black parka overtop a pair of white tights and wedged mary kate sandals. Besides the warm glow of the fireplace nearby there was no light and she was still. A single sickening black eye with a fearsome red pupil stared ahead at a large mirror propped up against the wall where Kanome sat in her place shaking like a leaf.

“…I don’t want to do this anymore..”

Kanome’s weak voice prodded her aware. Again she attempted to win back the control she had lost but it simply would not do. The coward was quaking like an infant and it was disgusting. Left alone, Akane had reached for a solid patch that was kept to seal her other eye. It was a remnant of her humanity as it could not change as the other did. She was a phenomenon of sorts in the world she was introduced to. Like God, she was a one eyed ghoul which meant that those who birthed her were one of each specimen currently at odds ;Her father a ghoul and her mother a human. In some ways the child inside was her sibling and in moments of solidarity she simply could not help from briefly opening their line of communication. Although sooner than later she regretted it. Most of the time she spouted nonsense but sometimes very rarely she said things that registered and made the torturous soul uncomfortable.

'''“..I don’t care. Kami has put his trust in me. Kami says this is the last test..”'''

Her body rose from the cushions and she approached her reflection that mimicked her. There was fear in her eyes and tears sliding down her cheek pooling out from it’s sapphire blue.

“…I’m going to die..if you keep this up..I’m going to die.”

“…Then it’ll just be me.”

That might have been better because Kami didn’t like Kanome. He didn’t like her at all. Therefore she didn’t like her.

'''“…Tonight you will lose. Then it will just be me…”'''



A door at her back opened shedding light and chasing away the dark. Immediately the patch was in place and Akane turned to begin her exit that was cued when someone would come to summon her. Kanome too turned and began to cross toward a door and together they disappeared behind it.

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“..Nh…ah..!”

In a chamber without sound or light she sat up after flinching awake. Their was a sharp stab of something sore concentrated around the middle of her left temple and it was enough to start the previously unconscious blonde.

"Pain..pain?! Oh it hurts so badly…my head..”



Her voice muttered complaints aloud before it sank in that although her eyes had opened she could not see anything. Rapidly the sensation of confusion mutated to become entirely a state of panic. Her arms were refusing the orders given to them by her nervous system but her legs seemed to be able to maneuver fine. Questions flew about like butterflies that did not know which way to fly. Where was she, what had happened and her thoughts tried to return to the brief minutes before she awoke in this strange atmosphere. That was right…she was tending to the market and she was closing in a few hours but there had been a bell. It was the ring intended to notify her of a new customer however after that..just black.

Without proper conclusion she was torn from her disheveled pondering by the sound of a door opening and feet approaching.

“..Wh-who’s there?!…Who are you?!”

Her cries were answered by strong grips on either side of her arms pulling her roughly to her feet and they began to force her forward into a much more fervent uncertainty.

'''“..S-stop!!..Stop!! Where are you taking me?!!”'''

Yoko struggled against her restraints attempting to slow the pace but it seemed their strength was far greater than her own and her refusals became futile. All that was left was to reluctantly accept whatever was to come.

“..Please…”

The mother’s mind flashed back to a time with her once present child gone missing years ago. the thought of losing her life before she would be able to ever see her again felt like her heart was tearing to pieces shred by shred. Tears wet the black fabric tightly denying her sight and on she was dragged..on..toward what she could only presume was Hell.