Vestiges of a Fallen Lineage. A vagabond that continues to defend humanity. A cursed lineage who will never find peace until their demise.
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๐ ๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐น๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ.
๐๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ.
๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ-๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ.
"Goal. . . . .right now I'm just. . .retracting my steps. Returning back to why I even held a blade."
It's also why he is in a sealed state. Cause he is returning to when he started as a swordsman. While he retained his monstrous strength.
Unless circumstances arise, he willใ
ใnot use the full extent of his power. Until he fulfilled that goal of his.
"But really, I don't know what to do afterwards. I don't have a place to return, nor do I know what life to lead."
In a sense, just a lost lamb that is trying to find their own purpose in life. Hisใ
"A traveler of sorts. You can say i am someone who wanders without a place to return to.
The only thing I do is merely prevent the extinction of humanity. A blade that only knows how to sever.
The names Erich, if you're wondering about my name."
He doesn't mind telling herใ
". . . . . ."
As the blood and flesh were flown away. More of it stained his already drenched uniform. Although when his gaze peered at the angel in front of him.
He kept his guard up. Crimson hues gazing at her whilst he wondered if she was hostile or not.
With her distanceใ
Erich retweeted
youtube.com/watch?v=31NxuMrtโฆ theme that plays when wrestling Quetzalcoatle.
". . . . ."
A graveyard were swords were used as tombstones. A place where only those of Fallen Lineage can enter.
A resting place for the fallen. He placed another sword upon the graveyard itself. A number 8 visible on the hilt as another clone had perished.
In fact,ใ
ใseveral swords were recently struck upon the surface. As though it had been decades since someone tended these graves.
Everytime he comes here, he is reminded of his origin. Why were they cursed to die horrid deaths. Why did they inherit a sin that belonged to one person.ใ
He continued to look at her with confusion. Rather, the short demon wasn't exactly strong. While he did feel her kick. It wasn't exactly painful.
All she was doing at this point is merely expending her energy.
"I recall when i was consumed by my agony. Regressing to a state of madness full of grief and hatred. Yet, it also was a state where I felt pure bliss.
To sever all who stand in my way. Relishing in the bloodshed as if to drown out all of my emotions.
And yet, when I regainedใ
ใmy senses. I realized the sword i had once used had become distorted. No longer what I was taught in the past.
In the end, I decided to forget what I learnt, and start from the beginning to figure out why I even wielded the sword to begin with."
Even sealing away his power.ใ