Post by Ayumu Hope on Mar 26, 2019 3:11:17 GMT
It was the first day of christmas, the sun was shining, there was a slight breeze and hold the hell up, Ayumu thought to himself. It can't be christmas!
Trying to shuffle his body as a piece of rusty metal was located on the ground, used to knock him out just mere moments ago, seeing that his back was firmly to a tree, an oaken one.
Probably a few hundred years old, Ayumu connected on a spiritual level with this Tree, Letting the brilliant green leaves that gave a slight shade, the brown cover that would intimidate the insects that dug into the beautifull bark.
Yet it didn't solve the issue at hand, the mere reason why he was tied up and locked to this tree without any chance for his body to be broken free and saved from a rather painfull back pain.
But how would he solve this issue? Not everybody was a hero in this society, with the once grey bricks that slowly turn into a darker colour as time had passed over the many years.
Elderly that were passing by the streets, the men that had gotten their hands onto the mastery of energy and weaponized energy in the shapes of those strange tubes.
It wasn't too uncommon as the man called Ayumu would have his eyes slowly focus with a look towards the distance, scanning slowly and patiently, scanning for people who would have been willing to help him, tensing his body slightly as a groan escaped his mouth.
Unable to get much strength due to his lack of correct training in the recent years, he had found how to train others, but how would he end up training himself? "If only i could find a person to help me out of this little pickle huh." He thought to himself with a slight chuckle as he waited patiently.
WC:313
Alris
Trying to shuffle his body as a piece of rusty metal was located on the ground, used to knock him out just mere moments ago, seeing that his back was firmly to a tree, an oaken one.
Probably a few hundred years old, Ayumu connected on a spiritual level with this Tree, Letting the brilliant green leaves that gave a slight shade, the brown cover that would intimidate the insects that dug into the beautifull bark.
Yet it didn't solve the issue at hand, the mere reason why he was tied up and locked to this tree without any chance for his body to be broken free and saved from a rather painfull back pain.
But how would he solve this issue? Not everybody was a hero in this society, with the once grey bricks that slowly turn into a darker colour as time had passed over the many years.
Elderly that were passing by the streets, the men that had gotten their hands onto the mastery of energy and weaponized energy in the shapes of those strange tubes.
It wasn't too uncommon as the man called Ayumu would have his eyes slowly focus with a look towards the distance, scanning slowly and patiently, scanning for people who would have been willing to help him, tensing his body slightly as a groan escaped his mouth.
Unable to get much strength due to his lack of correct training in the recent years, he had found how to train others, but how would he end up training himself? "If only i could find a person to help me out of this little pickle huh." He thought to himself with a slight chuckle as he waited patiently.
WC:313
Alris
