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Post by Vigil on Feb 17, 2023 3:21:38 GMT -5
Hell. It was the last place that Vigil should have been, yet he couldn't stay away. The mortal realm was teaming with those who belonged in the after life, yet it seemed to be more Oni than Shinjin plaguing their worlds. For the sake of his own kind's reputation he was thankful, though it also meant that he needed to make some adjustments. The things that some of these Demons were capable of went beyond his own abilities; if he was going to take them out then he needed to be properly prepared.
There seemed no better place then to get that preparation in than Hell. Despite having the ability to travel there without much trouble, Vigil had never actually seen the need to go there, electing to instead remain home where he belonged. Passing through the barriers of the mortal realm, Vigil slipped through to Hell. Immediately he could sense an enormous presence coming from afar, so he quickly rushed off in that direction.
Normally he'd be a little more careful with his approach, though he strangely felt more comfortable in Hell than he did on Konats. It was still the after life, even if it was the other side. Should he run into too much trouble he could always pass back through, shielding himself from a fight he couldn't win. The denizens of Hell gave him odd looks; no doubt they recognized his Shinjin armor and figured out who he was. He felt no reason to hide it from them.
It didn't take long for him to figure out that the Ogres were the muscle down here, though as he followed the incredible power he began to notice fewer of them. Soon enough they were gone completely, leaving Vigil alone to follow his ambition. A few hours of wandering led the Shinjin to a small settlement which appeared to be a backwater, even for Hell's standards. Whatever this place was, that incredible power was no doubt here, just waiting to be found.
Pushing his way through the bustling crowds, Vigil eventually found himself standing in front of a dilapidated fighting pit. Vigil placed his hand down on the shoulder of a weaker Oni, forcing him into a wall and down on his knees. "Tell me now: Who is the strongest of these fighters?"
Normally he'd be a little more careful with his approach, though he strangely felt more comfortable in Hell than he did on Konats. It was still the after life, even if it was the other side. Should he run into too much trouble he could always pass back through, shielding himself from a fight he couldn't win. The denizens of Hell gave him odd looks; no doubt they recognized his Shinjin armor and figured out who he was. He felt no reason to hide it from them.
It didn't take long for him to figure out that the Ogres were the muscle down here, though as he followed the incredible power he began to notice fewer of them. Soon enough they were gone completely, leaving Vigil alone to follow his ambition. A few hours of wandering led the Shinjin to a small settlement which appeared to be a backwater, even for Hell's standards. Whatever this place was, that incredible power was no doubt here, just waiting to be found.
Pushing his way through the bustling crowds, Vigil eventually found himself standing in front of a dilapidated fighting pit. Vigil placed his hand down on the shoulder of a weaker Oni, forcing him into a wall and down on his knees. "Tell me now: Who is the strongest of these fighters?"
PL: 70,000
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250
Resources: Mystic Arts, Kai Kai, Curse Weaver, Tenacious, Raw Talent
WC: 388
TWC: 388
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250
Resources: Mystic Arts, Kai Kai, Curse Weaver, Tenacious, Raw Talent
WC: 388
TWC: 388
