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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 · Fantaisie
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What a man hates

" A nobleman like you, shouldn't strike an elderly with wisdom like him "

Shu replied, before squeezing the transparent blade, shattering it into hundreds of pieces, making the nobleman smirk as Shu simply glared at him

" Not only did you attack, you also destroyed my blade, stopping me from laying down my punishment on this man, and on top of that, you dare to glare at me, like I'm some sort of peasant. You're punishment in my eyes, is death "

The nobleman said, as he formed two more blades, one on each hand, unlike the other one, these seemed sharper, longer and larger. It was so sharp that the snow that landed on it, broke in two

" Na, I don't do death punishments "

Shu whispered before disappearing in a blur of speed, causing a burst of air that shot the snow around him everywhere, after a few seconds he'd reappear, but this time above the nobleman, his leg stretched out as high as it could stretched

" You wouldn't dare strike a- "

" Shut the fuck up "

Shu said, interrupting the man, kicking him right in the face with all of his physical strength, cracking the ground below them, creating a crater once a few seconds passed

" Is he seriously fighting a noble? "

Tristen questioned, as he tried to move those of old age out of danger, successfully doing so.

Out of nowhere the nobleman's body flew across the entire village, bouncing off of the ground before crashing against a tree at the beginning of a forest's entrance

" That kick should be enough to make his skin burn "

Shu said to himself as he began to walk, taking slow steps toward the forest, but before he could continue, the nobleman was already beside him with a red spear in hand, proceeding to thrust it toward Shu's ribs

" Die! "

He yelled, but the moment the weapon reached it's goal, it shattered, into hundreds of pieces, but that didn't stop the man, far from it actually, instead it made him

" Is that it? Is the great nobleman nothing but a weak ass spoiled brat? "

Shu questioned, smirking as the man simply stared at him, but all of a sudden, surprise to even Shu, a cut grew on the albino boy's cheek

" Sorry, I forgot to tell you, for every little amount of energy that I waste, I'm allowed to grant upon anything, an injury, in your case it was a cut, oh and.. "

The man said, as he created yet another spear, holding it tightly with his right hand

" The injuries are random, i have no control over what injury to grant, so next time this weapon shatters, you might just lose a limb "

The nobleman explained, waving his spear around as he did so, as if to adapt to the weapon's size

" You think I care? It'll just grow back, I don't care what injuries I receive, if I get to beat your ass then it's all good "

Shu replied, before smirking as his body flickered

" It'll grow back?- "

The man couldn't finish his sentence well, due to the fact that he felt as a fist just sank inside of his stomach, the pressure was strong and so was the amount of force the impact released, creating a crater that parted the snow below them

" When did you punch m- "

The nobleman tried to speak, but just like with his stomach, he felt a foot strike his cheek, which ruthlessly slammed him against the ground

" Oooh, so you can't catch up to my speed, haha, you're a slow motherfucker "

Shu said, chuckling a bit before kicking the nobleman right on his stomach, sending him falling further into the forest, dashing forward, following behind, not planning to stop hitting him any time soon.

Once he caught up with the nobleman's flying body, he jumped up, stretching his leg as high as he could, before bringing it down on the man's chest, slamming him against the snowy grounds, creating a crater which sent any tree in close radius flying away

" I hate people who look down on others, I really do, but I put most of my hate on those who act like you but aren't strong enough to prove that they're worth any of what they do, essentially, people like you "

Shu said, as he then pulled his leg away from the man's chest, proceeding to fall down on his right knee, looking down at the nobleman who simply stared back at him

" And I hate entitle assholes who don't know their place, like you "

The nobleman replied, smirking before feeling the boy's right hand wrap around his neck tightly

" What gives you the right to take these villagers' food? I should just kill you right here and now "

Shu whispered as he moved his face closer to the nobleman's, tightening his grip around the man's neck even more

" I'm of higher status, oh and, by the way, my weapons don't need to be destroyed for my ability to take affect, I can use make it vanish "

The man explained before the spear that he had in hand began to vibrate, disintegrating a few seconds later

" You think I care- "

Shu said, but before he could continue, a giant cut would spread across his back, opening his skin and slashing his muscles apart, so much so that his spine was visible

" Oooh, a lucky injury "

The nobleman said before kicking the boy off, proceeding to stand up, patting away at the snow that dirtied his noble clothing

" You said you didn't care about injuries, yet you're moving around like a worm on the ground. You wanna know what I hate the most? A man who can't keep his word "

The nobleman added, sighing as he looked down at the boy

" You'll soon die of blood loss so, out of respect to your bravery I'll tell you my name. Ethan Edwards , that's my name "

The man now known as Ethan said, as he began to walk out of the forest, pushing his hair back with his hand, sighing a bit, feeling tired and in need of rest

" Get back here you asshole, I'm not about to lose a fight because of a small cut "

Shu said as he began to stand, blood spilling out of his body like water out of a broken bucket, making the nobleman smile, seeming almost happy that the boy could still stand