"*Huff*, *huff*, *huff*, Mr. Brythil, you can do this, we're nearly there. L-look, look, isn't that Miss Brynda wearing that sexy nurse outfit– ooohhh, I swear I can see them oranges coming out!"
Cracking open his one good eye, a burly man tried his best to see the woman of his dreams. Seeing a blurry picture of something coming in his way, Brythil, the manly Warrior, couldn't help but laugh softly, coughing blobs of blood that were seen having black smoke sizzling out, slowly dissipating in the air.
"Kid...I know better than you...that...my, *cough*, *cough*, is...*uhuahw*, up..."
Glancing down at his stomach, a large gash could be seen, from where he touched his intestines, watching how they slowly melted away due to the corrosive effect of the Shadow Energy. Seeing how the corrosion slowly rose from his guts, Brythil knew that he had very little time left, maybe 5-10 minutes at max. He knew that the distance from here to the medical ward was too long, so he did the only thing he could do:
He told Natsuki to give the amulet to Brynada, the one he had bought as a token to propose to her with
"Kid...please give it to her...and say... and...say...
That she'll always be the moonlight in my heart
Now go, go before the damned monsters come and get you! Leave this old man be!"
And with a final push, he shoved Natsuki away from the monsters that began pouring down the street, eager to consume his soul, sensing that he was heavily wounded. With a final death-defying stare, he watched Natsuki fly through the air, confident he would survive. Once he had left his vision, he turned his gaze towards the numerous shadow wolves, bears, horses (even arachnoids!) that were now teeming the street. Giving a final bloody grin, he charged forth, his stomach now completely black, pixels floating into the air.
"Come at me, you bloody motherfuckers!"
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Kaboom!
Crash!
"OUCH!"
Rubbing his ass, Natsuki rose, only to realise that he had landed near the barracks where the medical wing was. Getting up from what was the stable, he used the straws to clean himself before heading towards the tent where Miss Brynda was. As he trudged forward with a heavy heart, he failed to realise...
That the straws he threw away were stuck in the air, twitching with inhuman frequency, whining tremendously
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"Oh Erudia, oh Erudia..."
With a large thunk, a red-haired, petite woman was heard falling to her knees, unable to comprehend the news that her boyfriend, Brythil, had perished in the battle. Unable to bear the weeping, Natsuki quickly excused himself, citing that he should re-enter the battlefield to rescue as many people as possible. Quickly leaving the tent, he waddled towards the nearest mess tent, where, for the first time in his life, he took a swig of beer.
Unable to cope with what he had seen, he tried to drown himself in the hazy world of alcohol, only for the haunting visions to appear clearer than ever. Realising that it just made things worse, he angrily threw the wooden mug at the ground, before storming off...
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"Help me..."
"Please, I don't wanna die! I still have an 80-year-old mother at home!"
"I just took an arrow to the knee! What do you mean that I have tetanus!?"
Hearing the cacophony of wails coming from all sides, Natsuki clutched his head, unable to bear it any longer. Seeing that it was getting worse, he ran to a corner, where he sat down on a broken stool, unable to bear the cries for help from the wounded. Suddenly, a small hand grabbed his arms, trembling all the while.
"B-big brother, p-p-please h-help daddy..."
Sniffling in front of him was a small girl, dragging the wounded body of a thin man, still moaning in pain:
Though he had no visible wounds, Natsuki could see black going up from his right leg...
He was injured by a spell, and he was dying
Natsuki knew that he was doomed, but seeing the young girl crying in front of him, his heart could not deliver the devastating news. "N-no need to worry, I-I can heal your dad. See-
Pain, pain go away~"
Putting his right hand on the leg, Natsuki knew that it was merely a facade-
He was as good as dead
Still, in the corner of his weary heart, Natsuki wished for a miracle, a miracle that would help the little girl...
Please, please, anybody...
Please save him!
Schwim!
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Deep inside Natsuki's consciousness, a green gear could be seen spinning fast, 8 words etched on each corner. Suddenly, one corner began twisting, turning, until letters were seen being etched in another corner:
Pur...