Mitsukai's Secret

[Attack! Attack!]

Finally...

I accept. Template up later. I'd prefer it just be a one-on-one.

[mad cunt]

Righto, Rem it is.

[Attack! Attack!]

"Fine....Jinsukei..."


A wasting, decaying Jinsukei lay in the depths of the night, in the depths of a marsh-like wasteland. Wasteland was the perfect description for a world like this, this is where all the washed up come, this is where the dying are sent to die, a world filled with countless beings wasting away.

Jinsukei was found and transported to this world three months ago. The story started a while before that though. Before that he had found himself in a war on the forces of hell, in an attempt to gain more power so that he could be at his most powerful form to fight the forces, he merged his being that was already composed of fragments of the souls of Mitsukai and Zetsumei with the third link, named Jinsuki. He was stable, the powerful was overwhelming, he never got to use it though, he never even got to finish that fight, it just ended up never happening. In a few days he found himself shaking, going insane from torment that was increasing as the minutes went by...and he soon found himself powerless.

How he was able to handle the power of his own soul and two gods was amazing already, but a third became too much for him. The power of three gods is too much for nearly any soul to handle, it was too much for him, all his power that came from the pieces he held of these gods left him, leaving him stripped of all power. Even after that, it were as if he were dying away, it's plausible to say that the souls of these gods held some importance to his health and stability.

He was found in this state, sent to this wasteland and has been here ever since. He hasn't died, though his power left, his need for certain functions was still found missing, only by luck. Right now he is laying beside a small lake, ridden with the bodies of those who have died here, consumed by a foul stench and disgusting appearance to the water. It appeared as if the bodies were drowned in mud, the water was that terrible, all around here though, the world seemed to be the same color as the water. The dirt was dull and nearly lifeless, the leaves of the trees were faded and grey, their bark weak and easily breakable. The planet looked like this all around, an army of trees and spots of dirty, murky water, hopeless beings wandering around, some dying, some wanting to escape.

There was just one that was probably the most important. Jinsukei...well, whether you could call him that anymore was unknown, with that part of him gone, he felt that he had no name. Whatever he was called now, he was important, only a few's perspective could see why. Laying by the water, in his hands he held three tiny orbs of light, one white, one black, and one an odd yellow color. They were glowing, they each represented one the three gods, the fragments did leave him, but he still had them, he was just unable to use them for now.

All he could do was call to them, even if they were only to come to retrieve the missing fragment of their own power, it could be what he needed. Jinsuki was unable to found anymore more than likely, whether he existed as much as anything other than a memory or the fragment was unknown. Zetsumei was still around, but an unlikely canidate to come forward and lend a hand or even bother retrieving his fragment. Mitsukai...would she come? Yes she, Jinsukei knew her secret for awhile, he held a piece of her very soul so there wasn't too much he didn't know.

All they could do was wait for one of the gods.

[mad cunt]

((Why would Mitsukai come after you? I guess I could figure something out.))


Several hours later...




shick

Mitsukai finished running the edge of a dao blade down the length of her leg, and receded into the warmth of the bathtub. The year in solitude. Her body had become a part of nature itself. The very earth... and in its likeness she had grown less inclined to a life of humanity with every passing day.

Sigh.

She knew the stillness of the trees, and like bark her very skin had crusted and hardened and the roots of her feet had slowly submerged into the seemingly impenetrable plate of the plateau.

A power of persistence. Power which she believed to no longer be within her grasp. But in this year she had come to realise the inherent power within. Power in its many forms. Overshadowed by the power she had once lost. However...

'I don't need that power... anymore.'

And yet some remnant called to her. She didn't even realise it until this very moment, as if acknowledgement gave light to its presence. What would be worse; to seek it, or ignorantly leave it unchecked? Rising slowly from its shallow depths, Mitsukai marveled at her own sluggishness. Rather than overwhelmed with hyperactive energy, she felt more inclined than ever to return to the earth. Was death this comfortable? Hadn't she died before?

She would need to coerce herself.

Slipping on a small pair of white underpants and a silken bathrobe with sleeves that just reached past the tip of her fingers and trailed over her feet, her hair dried and brushed against her cheeks in response to the energy that emnanted from her body. It was bleached white from the sun, and had since been cut back to fall just out of constant reach of her shoulders.


"KYAAA!! WHAT'RE YOU DOING IN MY BATHROOM?!!"

A young spoiled diva stood at the busted door to the hallway.

'Uh...' Mitsukai trailed, retrieved the dao from the bathroom sink, and vanished.



Reappearing in some sort of wasteland, her weightless form perched upon what appeared to be a corpse.

[Attack! Attack!]

(Not for a fight, but for like help. It makes sense to me, sometimes in their last moments or what they believe is their last moments, humans will pray or cry out to god)

A choke of blood, this was the response to the appearance of Mitsukai. The remains of the unfortunate and a planet with no one to take care of it or ensure that it stay healthy had turned the location into a pit of germ and disease. At this point, Jinsukei had only a few hours to live, disease and the lack of power or vitality to keep him alive is now steadily eating away at what little life he possesses.

"G-god...is that you?"

As he did choke out more words towards the dripping wet female, who was merely a blur to Jinsukei, a figure stepped out from the dark shrubs. A man with his bare, muscular chest fully shining, he looked human, even wore black jeans and sneakers. The occasional sparkle of green markings reflected just how non-human he was though, and there was just a feeling someone like him gave off that influenced others to think that he was not.

"Don't t-t-touch her, filthy heretic, I shall gladly die for-"

The figure gave Jin a quick kick to the ribs and then proceeded to stomp on his abdomen with the same foot.

"Shut the fuck up, worm. I don't really care how much you cherish her, I need you, and you need her power, that's all that matters"

After giving him a few more agonizing kicks, he stopped short, even those few kicks was bound to have shaved minutes off his remaining time. His gaze graced the body of Mitsukai with precise malice in the depths of his eyes, he just smiled at her. Looking over her closely, he had no sexual attraction of that sort, that's not why he kept observing her. The Magisynic's ability to change gender made sexual intercourse an unpleasant activity for the entire race, few actually enjoyed it, some did the right thing and overcame their disgust for the good of the race, but most did not, and most of the race died out because of it...that and, the other two killing them off.

No, what Chiron observed was the strong magical energy radiating from the being before him. It was probably the strongest aura he'd ever been in the presence of. Even slight energies sometimes sent him into a magical hunger frenzy, so a source of this magnitude made him a little speechless, it was breathtaking. So much rich energy, it would take all he had in him to prevent himself from taking for himself, he had to give it to Jin once he had it, that must be remembered. A little time after that, when Jin's purpose was served, he could kill him and have it for himself.

"You...it has to be you, your energy is too strong...I can smell it, it smells so...fucking good, I want it, now!"

Ignoring Jin's cries, he couldn't help but respond to the hunger and engage her, lunge at her. He unsheathed his blade with haste and slashed it forward, as he did, magical energy from the very planet had been drawn up as he had positioned over the shoulder, as he slashed it forward at a horizontal angle, the energy he drew from the planet was released at her in one beautiful demonstration of precision. The energy beam came at her in a boomerang-like behavior, it spun rapidly at first and then attempted to come down across her, making contact near the ribs, slightly above the hip, and then cutting down to the kneecap opposite the hip.