The Limits of Devotion

(it was a thought) he continues to think "huh that is strange the fire doesn't burn and that voice can hear my thoughts..."

"Run now." The voice said again. Nosro's body, still burning dashed away out of sight.

"Fine" Ven runs after him.

Zentaku swiftly stands and runs in a seemingly ducked position keeping his center of gravity low moving swiftly and using a full stride to maximize the distance of each step leaning forwards and letting his arms trail behind him held out straight making him more aerodynamic. thinking, "well I guess I live another day..."

(YAY! Level up!) *Smax runs after the group*

((Seeing as we can continue tomorrow, let's just say that Conani had edged away from the fight and come back only when they were free. That's a bit lame, I know, but I wasn't here for the most part.))

((Aight, continue tomorrow?))

((okay just to explain this since my char is probably going to start acting really strange in the future he suffers from multiple personality syndrom due to the terrible things that have happened to him to be exact 4 different personalities. explanation of them below.))

((okay first off his basic personality that you will see is his emotionless calm and calculating self (that is what he usually is). second when surrounded by death he turns into an ecstatic kill crazy and murderous maniac who feels almost orgasmic pleasure from death and suffering, as well he is most like death's servant here. third he also has an energetic and happy form that he will enter at somewhat random but it is not nearly as common as his calm one it is usually up for anything from a quick and sparatic fight to a party and by far the best fighter. Lastly when he nears his own death he reverts to his old self when he was an innocent young lad and is overcome with a vast array of emotions mostly due to his extreme guilt over killing his best friend He welcomes his death at this time hopeing to catch a glimpse of his friend who he believes went to heaven on his trip to what he expects himself going to hell.))

Zentaku says calm and emotionlessly, "come on let's go to that town"
thinking, "come on kill them it will be easy and oh so delightful... no shut up for the 6th time they can be useful... I don't want to be alone *sob*... aww I wanted to fight that guy he seemed fun and cheer up man!..."

Nosro wasn't impressed. He expected better.

"Some men destroy themselves in their attempts to destroy eachother." A voice said.
"But we are now in truth! There is no more... Lies!" Said another with a heavily accented tone.

Nosro knew what he would need to deal with people, undead, or whoever lived here. He grabbed the wet scroll he had, which he had used to 'capture the storm' and made some gibrish appear before regenerating 3 other scrolls, and one 3 foot scroll which he strapped diagonally to his back.

"It would be smart to check this town before we walk in." Nosro said, stopping as soon as they were about a mile away from it.

Conani peered into the distance, walking at an acceptable pace compared to the others, at a few yards distance to everybody's right.

She had fled back then, although she wasn't sure if anybody noticed. Well, who was she to judge? She hadn't even chosen to come here. It was not her fault she was so devoted, not her fault she had chosen the Mind domain. Talent is not something you choose, she thought bitterly.

She would wait and see if anybody would bother talking to her. She would always do so, it was just strange for her not to. And her friends... just because they had a little less talent than her, just because of that, they could go to neither heaven nor hell.

She just hoped she could end their suffering once and for all.

"Cheer up at least no one died, though it would have been nice to kill that guy."

"You cannot kill what is already dead." Nosro remarked, again starting to walk, this time more cautiously.

"You can purge it," she quipped.

"He said kill." Nosro replied.

"I suppose that's right," Conani agreed, sounding halfhearted. She brushed her hair back behind her ears and tightened her bandanna. Not willing to go in a full-on debate, she instead listened to the new world around her, losing focus in her eyes.

What is this?
Run away!
Ooh, food!

She blinked and looked over to where she thought she heard those voices. Haphazardly, she realized she had gained a new ability.

Zetaku: "Death is the ultimate escape from life and with it we may end our suffering..."

"How negative."

Conani wondered why Zentaku was even alive if that was his logic, but refrained from saying anything.

"yet it is true"

a few thoughts are heard by Conani "kill them...no they can help...so lonely *sob*... when can we fight or party or do something this is boring *groan*?"