[ON HOLD AT THE MOMENT] This is going to be story I wish and this time I will finished.
It is a forgotten time, thousands of years in the past. Dragons roamed the skies and magic surrounded the world. You follow the story of Murai Tetsu, A 19 year b...
We entered into the Shrine of Sands, mounted on Mikhail and Lailah. Together with their dragon fire, they burned the enemy soldier's to ashes.
Mikhail: It sure is dark in here. Huh?
Zero: Yup.
Lailah: Tread carefully. The enemy could be hiding anywhere.
Murai: I know. Thanks Lailah.
Once the guards were defeated a pathway below opened up. Lailah and Mikhail dove straight down, landing in an arena. But we also found Two and Cent waiting.
Cent: Friends! welcome!
Murai: Cent!
Zero: Two.
Two: ......
Two was on her knees and looked like she was lost or something. I don't think she even heard what Zero said.
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Cent: Lady Two is a tad exhausted at the moment. I uh... Heh heh heh. What can I say? I guess my physical gifts speak for themselves. You know, I actually try to make sure she enjoys our little liasons just as-
Zero: TWO!
She reacted alittle but not much.
Murai: (What's up with her? It's like she doesn't have any motivation.)
Cent: Lady Two is lost in her dreams right now. Perhaps you could try not to interrupt.
Murai: Zero, what does he mean?
Zero: Her mind is gone. She wasn't fully developed. Her body couldn't handle the power of her song.
Murai: (Developed?...
Zero: Hand her over! I'll end her suffering.
Cent: Yeeeah, I'm afraid I can't do that.
Zero: Do you have any idea what your doing?
Cent: Well of course I don't! duh! I mean look -- I'm just some idiot old disciple, after all.
Murai: What do you mean by that, huh?!
Cent: It's pretty simple, really. All I do is put my nose to the grindstone and follow orders. Speaking of which, she kind of ordered me to kill you two, sooo...
Zero: You really are an Idiot.
Cent: Alright my lady. Open up and say "aaaaah..."
Cent: Yes! Perfect! just like that, keep it up! "Behold the second song: Great fists of Antiquity! The blood-wind storms that slash through fate. The steely hand that has sworn allegiance. Cross the countless swarms of writhing dead! I, Cent summon thee in my name, Egregori, dance!
