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Sanctuary God

( ON BREAK TILL FURTHER NOTICE ) “Protect, what needs to be protected. Help those you find worthy of help. Don’t let anger take over you, fight through sorrow, and rise a victor. Destiny did not choose you, you chose it, learn from what you’ve lost, and adapt right afterward, that's what it means to be a Martial Artist”

Sin_KG08 · Fantasía
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The Tour Kid

It was a dark night, with storms, black clouds and cold snow. Below those stormy clouds was a small village, the village was packed with snow, no one in they've right mine would there walk around in such conditions, right?

A kid was running through the snow, panting as he waved his weak arms across the snow, pushing it away to give himself space to run, one would immediately ask themselves, what was this boy running from?

The answer was quite simple, animals. Werewolves the size of bears to be exact, hungry for meat and bones.

" Please... please "

The boy whispered, running quicker as the werewolves got closer. He began to cry, what eleven year old wouldn't?

Buckets and buckets of tears would spill from his blue eyeballs as he ran forward, his curly and blonde hair shaking, bouncing up and down while attempting to escape the animals, but unfortunately for him, luck did not seem to be in his side.

He tripped, falling hard against the ground, panting loudly as his skin got frozen, some of it even got ripped out, leaving small holes from which the muscle underneath could be seen.

He didn't even bleed, the cold weather wouldn't allow him to, but, not wanting to die, he did not care about his skin, so he stood up, squeezing tight what seemed to be a sack of leafs.

Again, luck was not on his side. His legs began to give out, and soon he fell, his face slammed against the ground as his nose and ears froze up

" Please no...I was so close. "

The boy muttered, beginning to crawl, but then his arms gave up too, so he had to slither his way across, though at that point, it did not matter.

The werewolves had caught up, and one of them, eager to eat, stepped on the boys back, making him yelp, but that just made him hold onto the sack tighter, and just when the animals were about to continue, a boy stood up from the snow.

His hair was white as the snow itself, and his eyes were blue and cold, just like ice. His expression was that of a tired one, he seemed to have woken up out of a nap

" Were you guys the ones who stepped on me? "

The boy said as he pointed at the werewolves with an intimidating expression, but the animals couldn't help but laugh. The boy was a midget, such a tiny thing wouldn't be able to harm them, or at least, that's what they thought as one of the animals's entire upper body was blown to smithereens, it's guts flying everywhere and anywhere.

This, of course, alerted the others, automatically blaming this new boy as the cause for the death of their companion. So they charged at the white-haired boy, pushing their sharp claws forward, in an attempt to get rid of the boy in an instant, but, the kid was no longer there.

The animals began to look around, trying to find the white-hair kid, not finding a trace of him, until they turned around.

" Hey, kid, mind giving me a tour of this entire place, this place looks like somewhere I haven't been yet "

The white-haired boy questioned as he squatted down in front of the blonde one, who didn't know what to do, he didn't know this person, this man could turn out to be the worst human in history, but he has reached a point so low, that he'd rather trust any humanoid looking creature instead of those dogs.

So he nodded, as if telling him yes. This made the white-haired boy smile, standing up as he did so

" You guys look like you have given my new friend here a few problems, so, you don't mind if I kill you all for his safety right? "

He said, cracking his knuckles before his body flickered twice

" Oh man, I was kind of hoping for a bit of fun, but you guys aren't strong at all "

The boy said before the werewolves's bodies blew up, all their blood, bones and guts spreading everywhere like a splash of water.

" So "

He continued, as a circle of energy surround the vicinity, surrounding the blonde kid, with a warm aura, not only that but all his energy was replenished with a new, and better one, causing even his injuries to recover.

" How about that tour? Oh and, my name's Shu, what's yours? "

The boy now known as Shu questioned as he stared down at the younger looking one, making him nervous a bit as he held onto his bag of leaves.

" Tristen "

The blonde kid replied, making Shu smile as the snow inside of the circle melted, due to the warmth that it generated.

" Okay Tristen, have you seen anybody else but me inside this snow? "

Shu questioned as he placed his hands on his hips, beginning to walk, the circle and the boy following along.

" Yes, I saw two other girls, a few miles away from here, one had black hair and the other pink hair, I thought they were dead so I just continued to walk, gathering my leaves.. "

The boy replied, as he hugged the sack of those odd looking leaves.

" Those are most likely, Ayami and Yuyen. Ok well—Tristen, do you mind telling me from which direction you came? "

Shu questioned, as the boy nodded, raising his right hand, pointing his index finger north

" You might be strong, but I don't think you should- "

The boy couldn't finish, because the moment he started talking, Shu disappeared in a blur of speed, leaving behind a small crater along with the circle which gave the boy warmth

" Hmm, it'll take him a few minutes to come back, I should probably get going before it turns night "

The boy said, holding onto the sack tightly as he then prepared himself to continue his walk, god knows where, but before he could, Shu had already returned, appearing in a blur of speed, with the two girls he mentioned resting on Shu's shoulders.

" Alright, now where do we go? "

Shu questioned, adjusting how he held the girls. The younger boy was in disbelief, but he needed to be somewhere so he wouldn't waste his time thinking about what was possible and what wasn't.