Murim Is Cringe
Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.
Naiyce Right? My Action Sequence Thingy...
"Well then, you should have!" the Emperor roared, his voice echoing through the vast hall.
*Swing.*
Their poleaxes clashed with a thunderous force, stopping just short of making contact, as if held back by an unseen force. Between them, a volatile orb of qi pulsed and crackled, a small storm of energy contained in a fragile balance, threatening to explode at any moment. Both men felt the immense power vibrating through their arms, but neither yielded. Instead, they poured even more energy into the clash, feeding the growing orb until it became almost unbearably volatile.
The Emperor's eyes narrowed as he leaned into the strike, muscles bulging beneath his robes. With a guttural grunt, he pushed forward, attempting to overwhelm his brother with sheer strength.