Kalin Scarlet
RPNation's Overpowered Heroic Sword Saint
Kyuma walked through the city streets, unsure of what he should do. He had left the tower, again), he didn't talk to Cassie(Who he now believed was seeing someone), and worst of all, he had no idea why the hell he-
Kyuma's head started to burn, the young man gripping his skull as he felt an unprecedented amount of pain. It was like his brain was being pierced by a drill and torched by a flamethrower all at once, although you actually couldn't feel pain there, Kyuma assumed that would be the most accurate description. Suddenly, he received flashes through his head, of a girl, a flash of red, a marking he'd never seen before...and him. The bastard that'd shot him out of the underworld. The one who gave him his life back, and had yet to collect on his cost. Kyuma was terrified of the moment he'd see him again, but not as scared as he was of what these visions were indicating.
What was coming...
Kyuma's head started to burn, the young man gripping his skull as he felt an unprecedented amount of pain. It was like his brain was being pierced by a drill and torched by a flamethrower all at once, although you actually couldn't feel pain there, Kyuma assumed that would be the most accurate description. Suddenly, he received flashes through his head, of a girl, a flash of red, a marking he'd never seen before...and him. The bastard that'd shot him out of the underworld. The one who gave him his life back, and had yet to collect on his cost. Kyuma was terrified of the moment he'd see him again, but not as scared as he was of what these visions were indicating.
What was coming...